The Thing I Fear Most Is Fear.

Vexations May Be Petty, But They Are Vexations Still.

Is It Not Enough To Make Me Come Back To Life Out Of Spite, To Have Someone Who Spat In My Face While I Existed Come And Rub My Feet When I Am Beginning To Exist No Longer?

I Seek In Books Only To Give Myself Pleasure By Honest Amusement; Or If I Study, I Seek Only The Learning That Treats Of The Knowledge Of Myself And Instructs Me In How To Die Well And Live Well.

Learned We May Be With Another Man's Learning: We Can Only Be Wise With Wisdom Of Our Own.

The Relish Of Good And Evil Depends In A Great Measure Upon The Opinion We Have Of Them.