Wonder Is The First Of

I Suppose Therefore That All Things I See Are Illusions; I Believe That Nothing Has Ever Existed Of Everything My Lying Memory Tells Me. I Think I Have No Senses. I Believe That Body, Shape, Extension, Motion, Location Are Functions. What Is There Then That Can Be Taken As True? Perhaps Only This One Thing, That Nothing At All Is Certain.

The Only Thing We Have Power Over In The Universe Is Our Own Thoughts.

Illusory Joy Is Often Worth More Than Genuine Sorrow.

To Live Without Philosophizing Is In Truth The Same As Keeping The Eyes Closed Without Attempting To Open Them.

Travelling Is Almost Like Talking With Those Of Other Centuries.