Doubt is an uncomfortable condition, but certainty is a ridiculous one.
Isn't there a pleasure in criticising everything and discovering faults where other men detect beauties?
Illusion is the first of all pleasures.
The more I read, the more I acquire, the more certain I am that I know nothing.
Observe: noses were made to support spectacles, hence we have spectacles. Legs, as anyone can plainly see, were made to be breeched, and so we have breeches. . . . Consequently, those who say everything is well are uttering mere stupidities; they should say everything is for the best.
I know many books which have bored their readers, but I know of none which has done real evil.