Such truth as opposed no man's profit nor pleasure is to all men welcome.

Fear of things invisible in the natural seed of that which everyone in himself called religion.

The privilege of absurdity to which no living creature is subject, but man only.

Words are wise men's counters, they do but reckon with them, but they are the money of fools.

All generous minds have a horror of what are commonly called "Facts". They are the brute beasts of the intellectual domain.

Humans are driven by a perpetual and restless desire of power.

The life of man, solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short.

Leisure is the mother of philosophy.

Appetite, with an opinion of attaining, is called hope; the same, without such opinion, despair.

I am about to take my last voyage, a great leap in the dark.