Truly Man Is A Marvelously Vain, Diverse,

Greatness Of Soul Consists Not So Much In Soaring High And In Pressing Forward, As In Knowing How To Adapt And Limit Oneself.

Most Of Our Occupations Are Low Comedy.... We Must Play Our Part Duly, But As The Part Of A Borrowed Character. Of The Mask And Appearance We Must Not Make A Real Essence, Nor Of What Is Foreign What Is Our Very Own.

There Is Nothing Useless In Nature; Not Even Uselessness Itself

Glory And Repose Are Things That Cannot Possibly Inhabit In One And The Same Place.

Hath God Obliged Himself Not To Exceed The Bounds Of Our Knowledge?