There is a kind of courtesy in skepticism. It would be an offense against polite conventions to press our doubts too far.
Theory helps us to bear our ignorance of facts.
The passions grafted on wounded pride are the most inveterate; they are green and vigorous in old age.
The world is a perpetual caricature of itself; at every moment it is the mockery and the contradiction of what it is pretending to be.
The word experience is like a shrapnel shell, and bursts into a thousand meanings.
The wisest mind has something yet to learn.
The truth is cruel, but it can be loved, and it makes free those who have loved it.
The tendency to gather and to breed philosophers in universities does not belong to ages of free and humane reflection: it is scholastic and proper to the Middle Ages and to Germany.
The spirit's foe in man has not been simplicity, but sophistication.
The Soul is the voice of the body's interests.
The primary use of conversation is to satisfy the impulse to talk.
Parents lend children their experience and a vicarious memory; children endow their parents with a vicarious immortality.
The hunger for facile wisdom is the root of all false philosophy.
It takes patience to appreciate domestic bliss; volatile spirits prefer unhappiness.
I believe in general in a dualism between facts and the ideas of those facts in human heads.