I put forward formless and unresolved notions, as do those who publish doubtful questions to debate in the schools, not to establish the truth but to seek it.
MICHEL DE MONTAIGNEThe soul which has no fixed purpose in life is lost; to be everywhere, is to be nowhere.
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No wind serves him who addresses his voyage to no certain port.
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When I play with my cat, who knows whether she is not amusing herself with me more than I with her.
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Every one rushes elsewhere and into the future, because no one wants to face one’s own inner self.
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I set forth a humble and inglorious life; that does not matter. You can tie up all moral philosophy with a common and private life just as well as with a life of richer stuff. Each man bears the entire form of man’s estate.
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There is no desire more natural than the desire for knowledge.
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If ordinary people complain that I speak too much of myself, I complain that they do not even think of themselves.
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Covetousness is both the beginning and the end of the devil’s alphabet – the first vice in corrupt nature that moves, and the last which dies.
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In nine lifetimes, you’ll never know as much about your cat as your cat knows about you.
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The soul which has no fixed purpose in life is lost; to be everywhere, is to be nowhere.
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The strangest, most generous, and proudest of all virtues is true courage.
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We are Christians by the same title as we are natives of Perigord or Germany.
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There is no passion so contagious as that of fear.
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I have never seen a greater monster or miracle in the world than myself.
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For truly it is to be noted, that children’s plays are not sports, and should be deemed as their most serious actions.
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Once conform, once do what others do because they do it, and a kind of lethargy steals over all the finer senses of the soul.
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