When One Compares The Talents One Has

There Is Less Harm To Be Suffered In Being Mad Among Madmen Than In Being Sane All By Oneself.

When One Compares The Talents One Has With Those Of A Leibniz , One Is Tempted To Throw Away One's Books And Go Die Quietly In The Dark Of Some Forgotten Corner.

There Is No Moral Precept That Does Not Have Something Inconvenient About It.

The Philosopher Forms His Principles On An Infinity Of Particular Observations. He Does Not Confuse Truth With Plausibility, He Takes For Truth What Is True, For False What Is False, For Doubtful What Is Doubtful, And Probable What Is Probable. The Philosophical Spirit Is Thus A Spirit Of Observation And Accuracy.

The Bad Gives Rise To The Good, The Good Inspires The Better, The Better Produces The Excellent, The Excellent Is Followed By The Bizarre