All men's miseries derive from not being able to sit in a quiet room alone.

The struggle alone pleases us, not the victory.

It is the fight alone that pleases us, not the victory.

Chance gives rise to thoughts, and chance removes them no art can keep or acquire them.

Imagination disposes of everything it creates beauty, justice, and happiness, which are everything in this world.

Nothing is so intolerable to man as being fully at rest, without a passion, without business, without entertainment, without care.

Time heals griefs and quarrels, for we change and are no longer the same persons. Neither the offender nor the offended are any more themselves.

As men are not able to fight against death, misery, ignorance, they have taken it into their heads, in order to be happy, not to think of them at all.

Our nature consists in motion complete rest is death.

The charm of fame is so great that we like every object to which it is attached, even death.