Whoever serves his country well has no need of ancestors.

Mortals are equal; their mask differs.

It is not enough to be exceptionally mad, licentious and fanatical in order to win a great reputation; it is still necessary to arrive on the scene at the right time.

The multiplicity of facts and writings is become so great that every thing must soon be reduced to extracts and dictionaries.

All the persecutors declare against each other mortal war, while the philosopher, oppressed by them all, contents himself with pitying them.

The tyranny of the many would be when one body takes over the rights of others, and then exercises its power to change the laws in its favor.

A multitude of laws in a country is like a great number of physicians, a sign of weakness and malady.