True Happiness Springs From Moderation.

An Angel! Nonsense! Everybody So Describes His Mistress; And Yet I Find It Impossible To Tell You How Perfect She Is, Or Why She Is So Perfect: Suffice It To Say She Has Captivated All My Senses.

Microscopes And Telescopes Really Confuse Our Minds.

Know Thyself? If I Knew Myself I Would Run Away.

Strike The Dog Dead, It's But A Critic!

Whatever Liberates Our Spirit, Without Also Giving Us Mastery Over Ourselves, Is Destructive.