True penitence condemns to silence. What a man is ready to recall he would be willing to repeat.
There are persons who, when they cease to shock us, cease to interest us.
One said of suicide, As long as one has brains one should not blow them out. And another answered, But when one has ceased to have them, too often one cannot.
The mood in which my book was conceived and executed, was in fact to some extent a passing one.
Our live experiences, fixed in aphorisms, stiffen into cold epigrams. Our heart’s blood, as we write it, turns to mere dull ink.
The one self-knowledge worth having is to know one’s own mind.
The secret of happiness is to admire without desiring. And that is not happiness.
The deadliest foe to virtue would be complete self-knowledge.
There are those who so dislike the nude that they find something indecent in the naked truth.
Metaphysics is the finding of bad reasons for what we believe upon instinct; but to find these reasons is no less an instinct.