All the ancient histories, as one of our wits say, are just fables that have been agreed upon

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

A long dispute means both parties are wrong.

Earth is an insane asylum, to which the other planets deport their lunatics.

Indeed, history is nothing more than a tableau of crimes and misfortunes.

Originality is nothing but judicious plagiarism.

If this is the best of possible worlds, what then are the others?