Dare to think for yourself.

Tears are the silent language of grief.

Adultery is an evil only inasmuch as it is a theft; but we do not steal that which is given to us.

Historians are gossips who tease the dead

Every abuse ought to be reformed, unless the reform is more dangerous than the abuse itself.

I have been a hundred times on the point of killing myself, but still was fond of life. This ridiculous weakness is perhaps one of our worst instincts. What can be more absurd than choosing to carry a burden that one really wants to throw to the ground? To detest, and yet to strive to preserve our existence? To caress the serpent that devours us, and hug him close to our bosoms till he has gnawed into our hearts?

Happiness is not the portion of man.