History is a pack of lies we play on the dead.

When a man is in love, jealous, and just whipped by the Inquisition, he is no longer himself.

Men fed upon carnage, and drinking strong drinks, have all an impoisoned and acrid blood which drives them mad in a hundred different ways.

All sects are different, because they come from men; morality is everywhere the same, because it comes from God.

Fools have a habit of believing that everything written by a famous author is admirable. For my part I read only to please myself and like only what suits my taste.

You have no control over the hand that life deals you, but how you play that hand is entirely up to you.

A minister of state is excusable for the harm he does when the helm of government has forced his hand in a storm; but in the calm he is guilty of all the good he does not do.