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

The punishment of criminals should be of use; when a man is hanged he is good for nothing.

What is called happiness is an abstract idea, composed of various ideas of pleasure; for he who has but a moment of pleasure is not a happy man, in like manner that a moment of grief constitutes not a miserable one.

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.

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.

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

No one is ignorant that our character and turn of mind are intimately connected with the water-closet.