If I love you, what business is it of yours?
Every day I observe more and more the folly of judging of others by ourselves; and I have so much trouble with myself, and my own heart is in such constant agitation, that I am well content to let others pursue their own course, if they only allow me the same privilege.
We can offer up much in the large, but to make sacrifices in little things is what we are seldom equal to.
I am proud of my heart alone, it is the sole source of everything, all our strenght, happiness & misery. All the knowledge I possess everyone else can acquire, but my heart is all my own
Go to foreign countries and you will get to know the good things one possesses at home.
We know accurately only when we know little, with knowledge doubt increases.
Tolerance should, strictly speaking, be only a passing mood; it ought to lead to acknowledgment and appreciation. To tolerate a person is to affront him.
The clever reader who is capable or reading between these lines what does not stand written in them but is nevertheless implied will be able to form some conception.
All our knowledge is symbolic.
To be sure, we have inherited abilities, but our development we owe to thousands of influences coming from the world around us from which we appropriate what we can and what is suitable to us.
All theory, dear friend, is gray, but the golden tree of life springs ever green.
I hate all explanations; they who make them deceive either themselves or the other party,-generally both.
The follies of the wise man are known to himself, but hidden from the world.
Before you can do something, you must first be something.
Nature goes her own way, and all that to us seems an exception is really according to order.
One can stand anything except a succession of ordinary days
All of us have life; few of us have an idea of it.
Hypotheses are lullabies for teachers to sing their students to sleep.
When I consider the narrow limits within which our active and inquiring faculties are confined; when I see how all our energies are wasted in providing for mere necessities, which again have no further end than to prolong a wretched existence; and then that all our satisfaction concerning certain subjects of investigation ends in nothing better than a passive resignation... when I consider all this... I am silent.
Error is to truth as sleep is to waking. I have observed that one turns, as if refreshed, from error back to truth.
Superstition is part of the poetry of life.
There are people who make no mistakes because they never wish to do anything worth doing.
Each has his own happiness in his hands, as the artist handles the rude clay he seeks to reshape it into a figure; yet it is the same with this art as with all others: only the capacity for it is innate; the art itself must be learned and painstakingly practiced.
Faith is like private capital, stored in one's own house. It is like a public savings bank or loan office, from which individuals receive assistance in their days of need; but here the creditor quietly takes his interest for himself.
Men are much more apt to agree in what they do than in what they think.
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