It amuses me to weep for a dead man with eyes that once were his.

Every notion that any man, dead, living, or unborn, might form as to the universe will necessarily prove wrong

Why is the King of Hearts the only one that hasn't a moustache?

Poetry is man's rebellion against being what he is.

The optimist proclaims that we live in the best of all possible worlds; and the pessimist fears this is true.

There is not any memory with less satisfaction than the memory of some temptation we resisted.