I will follow the right side even to the fire, but excluding the fire if I can.
The world is all a carcass and vanity, The shadow of a shadow, a play And in one word, just nothing.
To smell, though well, is to stink.
So it is with minds. Unless you keep them busy with some definite subject that will bridle and control them, they throw themselves in disorder hither and yon in the vague field of imagination... And there is no mad or idle fancy that they do not bring forth in the agitation.
A person is bound to lose when he talks about himself; if he belittles himself, he is believed; if he praises himself, he isn't believed.
We perceive no charms that are not sharpened, puffed out, and inflated by artifice. Those which glide along naturally and simply easily escape a sight so gross as ours.
The souls of emperors and cobblers are cast in the same mold...The same reason that makes us wrangle with a neighbor creates a war betwixt princes.
He whose mouth is out of taste says the wine is flat.
Love to his soul gave eyes; he knew things are not as they seem. The dream is his real life; the world around him is the dream.
I am afraid that our eyes are bigger than our stomachs, and that we have more curiosity than understanding. We grasp at everything, but catch nothing except wind.
It is an absolute perfection... to get the very most out of one's individuality.
In order always to learn something from others (which is the finest school there can be), I observe in my travels this practice: I always steer those with whom I talk back to the things they know best.
Decency, not to dare to do that in public which it is decent enough to do in private.
As far as fidelity is concerned, there is no animal in the world as treacherous as man.
For table-talk, I prefer the pleasant and witty before the learned and the grave; in bed, beauty before goodness.
Nature is a gentle guide, but not more sweet and gentle than prudent and just.
Some men seem remarkable to the world in whom neither their wives nor their valets saw anything extraordinary. Few men have been admired by their servants.
How many things we held yesterday as articles of faith which today we tell as fables.
Men throw themselves on foreign assistances to spare their own, which, after all, are the only certain and sufficient ones.
A foreign war is a lot milder than a civil war.
The plague of man is boasting of his knowledge.
Why did I love her? Because it was her; because it was me.
It is far more probable that our senses should deceive us, than that an old woman should be carried up a chimney on a broom stick; and that it is far less astonishing that witnesses should lie, than that witches should perform the acts that were alleged.
What enriches language is its being handled and exploited by beautiful minds-not so much by making innovations as by expanding it through more vigorous and varied applications, by extending it and deploying it. It is not words that they contribute: what they do is enrich their words, deepen their meanings and tie down their usage; they teach it unaccustomed rhythms, prudently though and with ingenuity.
Dreams are faithful interpreters of our inclinations; but there is art required to sort and understand them.
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