Death, they say, acquits us of all obligations.
I write to keep from going mad from the contradictions I find among mankind - and to work some of those contradictions out for myself.
It is an absolute and virtually divine perfection to know how to enjoy our being rightfully.
It is a sign of contraction of the mind when it is content, or of weariness. A spirited mind never stops within itself; it is always aspiring and going beyond its strength.
It is a monstrous thing that I will say, but I will say it all the same: I find in many things more restraint and order in my morals than in my opinions, and my lust less depraved than my reason.
In true education, anything that comes to our hand is as good as a book: the prank of a page- boy, the blunder of a servant, a bit of table talk - they are all part of the curriculum.
Ignorance is the softest pillow on which a man can rest his head.
If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.
If you don't know how to die, don't worry; Nature will tell you what to do on the spot, fully and adequately. She will do this job perfectly for you; don't bother your head about it.
If there is such a thing as a good marriage, it is because it resembles friendship rather than love.
If ordinary people complain that I speak too much of myself, I complain that they do not even think of themselves.
How many things we held yesterday as articles of faith which today we tell as fables.
If a man should importune me to give a reason why I loved him, I find it could no otherwise be expressed, than by making answer: because it was he, because it was I.
It is not death, it is dying that alarms me.
I study myself more than any other subject. That is my metaphysics, that is my physics.