I Am A Misanthrope Yet Utterly Benevolent.

The Savants Will Write Excellent Volumes. There Will Be Laureates. But Wars Will Continue Just The Same Until The Forces Of The Circumstances Render Them Impossible.

Lying Is The Greatest Of All Sins.

The Only True Solution Would Be A Convention Under Which All The Governments Would Bind Themselves To Defend Collectively Any Country That Was Attacked.

Worry Is The Stomach's Worst Poison.

A Recluse Without Books And Ink Is Already In Life A Dead Man.