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.

I myself am more ready to distort a fine saying in order to patch it on to me than to distort the thread of my argument to go in search of one.

'Tis the sharpness of our mind that gives the edge to our pains and pleasures.

The usefulness of living lies not in duration but in what you make of it. Some have lived long and lived little. See to it while you are still here. Whether you have lived enough depends not on a count of years but on your will.

Let every foot have its own shoe.

He who is not very strong in memory should not meddle with lying.

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.