Living is a sickness to which sleep provides relief every sixteen hours. It's a palliative. The remedy is death.
Swallow a toad in the morning and you will encounter nothing more disgusting the rest of the day.
Man may aspire to virtue, but he cannot reasonably aspire to truth.
Man arrives as a novice at each age of his life.
There is a melancholy that stems from greatness.
The person is always happy who is in the presence of something they cannot know in full. A person as advanced far in the study of morals who has mastered the difference between pride and vanity.