“The first precept was never to accept a thing as true until I knew it as such without a single doubt”

Masked, I advance.

There is nothing more ancient than the truth.

When it is not in our power to determine what it true, we ought to follow what is most probable.

For I found myself embarrassed with so many doubts and errors that it seemed to me that the effort to instruct myself had no effect other than the increasing discovery of my own ignorance

All that is necessary to right action is right judgment, and to the best action the most correct judgment.

I desire to live in peace and to continue the life I have begun under the motto ‘to live well you must live unseen’.

Truths are more likely to have been discovered by one man than by nation

I doubt, therefore I think, therefore I am.

But what then am I? A thing that thinks. What is that? A thing that doubts, understand, affirms, denies, wills, refuses, and that also imagines and senses.

He who hid well, lived well.

Common sense is the most widely shared commodity in the world, for every man is convinced that he is well supplied with it.

One should never judge anything unless it is known

That we conduct our thoughts along different ways, and do not fix our attention on the same objects.

It is a common failing of mortals to deem the more difficult the fairer.

The reading of all good books is like conversation with the finest men of past centuries.

The will determines itself; it should not be described as blind, any more than vision should be described as deaf.

If I can give you one strong piece of advice, when you go away for that romantic weekend, whatever you do, do not accept or take the upgrade to the honeymoon suite.

Each player must accept the cards life deals him or her; but once they are in hand, he or she alone must decide how to play the cards in order to win the game.

It’s easier to accept the fact that you’re just not good enough. We all have a lot more than we think we have.

We cannot think of being acceptable to others until we have first proven acceptable to ourselves.

We were poor. But my mom never accepted that. She worked hard to become a residential contractor – got her master’s with honors at the University of New Orleans. I used to go to every class with her. Her father was my paternal figure.

You may not like what’s happening, but just accept it, and let’s try to live together.

I now see how owning our story and loving ourselves through that process is the bravest thing that we will ever do.

It’s so uplifting to see people working together to spread love and acceptance.