No matter that we may mount on stilts, we still must walk on our own legs. And on the highest throne in the world, we still sit only on our own bottom.

Quand je me jouë à ma chatte, qui sçait si elle passe son temps de moy plus que je ne fay d’elle .

Chaque homme porte la forme entière de l’humaîne condition .

I want . . . death to find me planting my cabbages.

The ceaseless labor of your life is to build the house of death.

Truly man is a marvelously vain, diverse, and undulating object. It is hard to found any constant and uniform judgment on him.

C’est ce dequoy j’ay le plus de peur que la peur .

I want to be seen here in my simple, natural, and ordinary fashion, without straining or artifice; for it is myself that I portray.

I am myself the matter of my book.

Not being able to govern events, I govern myself.