Delicacy In Woman Is Strength.

I Am Convinced We Do Not Only Love Ourselves In Others But Hate Ourselves In Others Too.

I Ceased In The Year 1764 To Believe That One Can Convince One’s Opponents With Arguments Printed In Books. It Is Not To Do That, Therefore, That I Have Taken Up My Pen, But Merely So As To Annoy Them, And To Bestow Strength And Courage On Those On Our Own Side, And To Make It Known To The Others That They Have Not Convinced Us.

The Ordinary Man Is Ruined By The Flesh Lusting Against The Spirit; The Scholar By The Spirit Lusting Too Much Against The Flesh.

I Forget Most Of What I Read, Just As I Do Most Of What I Have Eaten, But I Know That Both Contribute No Less To The Conservation Of My Mind And My Body On That Account.

As Nations Improve, So Do Their Gods.