Thus we are men and we know not how: there is something in us that can be without us, and will be after us.

Where life is more terrible than death, it is then the truest valor to dare to live.

There is music in the beauty, and the silent note that cupid strikes, far sweeter than the sound of an instrument; for there is music wherever there is harmony, order, or proportion; and thus far we maintain the music of the spheres.

Men live by intervals of reason under the sovereignty of humor and passion.

Be able to be alone. Lose not the advantage of solitude, and the society of thyself.

Obstinacy in a bad cause is but constancy in a good