My Reason Is Not Framed

Whatever I May Be, I Want To Be Elsewhere Than On Paper. My Art And My Industry Have Been Employed In Making Myself Good For Something; My Studies, In Teaching Me To Do, Not To Write. I Have Put All My Efforts Into Forming My Life. That Is My Trade And My Work.

How Many Things We Held Yesterday As Articles Of Faith Which Today We Tell As Fables.

To Philosophize Is Nothing Else Than To Prepare Oneself For Death.

All Opinions In The World Agree In This, That Pleasure Is Our End, Although They Differ As To The Means Of Attaining It.

When I Play With My Cat, Who Knows Whether I Do Not Make Her More Sport Than She Makes Me?