Virtue by premeditation isn't worth much.

Virtue by premeditation isn't worth much.

Much can be inferred about a man from his mistress: in her one beholds his weaknesses and his dreams.

The thoughts written on the walls of madhouses by their inmates might be worth publicizing.

Many things about our bodies would not seem to us so filthy and obscene if we did not have the idea of nobility in our heads.

One might call habit a moral friction: something that prevents the mind from gliding over things but connects it with them and makes it hard for it to free itself from them.