To succeed in chaining the multitude, you must seem to wear the same fetters.
my soul is the mirror of the universe, and my body is its frame
Virtue debases itself in justifying itself.
The passions are the winds which fill the sails of the vessel; they sink it at times, but without them it would be impossible to make way.
Prejudices are what rule the vulgar crowd.
My life's dream has been a perpetual nightmare.