“To struggle when hope is banished! To live when life’s salt is gone! To dwell in a dream that’s vanished- To endure, and go calmly on!”

No man so wise that he may not easily err if he takes no other counsel than his own. He that is taught only by himself has a fool for a master.

I remember, the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never plotted out a line. My answer hath been, would he had blotted a thousand.

Great honours are great burdens, but on whom They are cast with envy, he doth bear two loads.

Folly often goes beyond her bounds, but impudence knows none.

It strikes! one, two, Three, four, five, six. Enough, enough, dear watch, Thy pulse hath beat enough. Now sleep and rest; Would thou could’st make the time to do so too; I’ll wind thee up no more.

To the old, long life and treasure; To the young, all health and pleasure.

I glory, more in the cunning purchase of my wealth than in the glad possession.

Confound these ancestors… They’ve stolen our best ideas!

The soul of man is infinite in what it covets.

My thoughts and I were of another world.

Nor for my peace will I go far, As wanderers do, that still do roam, But make my strengths, such as they are, Here in my bosom, and at home.

The way to rise is to obey and please.

A new disease? I know not, new or old, but it may well be called poor mortals plague for, like a pestilence, it doth infect the houses of the brain till not a thought, or motion, in the mind, be free from the black poison of suspect.

Affliction teacheth a wicked person sometime to pray; prosperity never.

Who falls for love of God, shall rise a star.

The world knows only two, that’s Rome and I.

But the apparent inconsistency vanishes when you read his book and find that by property he means simply legally privileged wealth or the power of usury, and not at all the possession by the labourer of his products.

Man is only a moral being because he lives in society, since morality consists in solidarity with the group, and varies according to that solidarity. Cause all social life to vanish, and moral life would vanish at the same time, having no object to cling to.

When that person dies, the whole cluster dies,too, vanishes from the living memory. I wonder who that person will be for me. Whose death will make me truly dead?

If insects were to vanish, the environment would collapse into chaos.

The magic on you is only magic and will vanish as soon as you are free, but the enchantment of error that you put on me I must wear forever in your eyes. We are not always what we seem, and hardly ever what we dream.

And if the years vanish in their course, they are still only successions of days that pass right through us as we pass through them in order to seek constantly what You have to show us.

O Charidas, what of the under world? Great darkness. And what of the resurrection? A lie. And Pluto? A fable; we perish utterly.

And then all the objections urged against it by jealous tyranny and affrighted superstition will vanish.