Voltaire

He who is not just is severe, he who is not wise is sad.

This self-love is the instrument of our preservation; it resembles the provision for the perpetuity of mankind: it is necessary, it is dear to us, it gives us pleasure, and we must conceal it.

It is forbidden to kill; therefore all murderers are punished unless they kill in large numbers and to the sound of trumpets.

Dare to think for yourself.

Love truth, but pardon error.

Of all religions, the Christian should of course inspire the most tolerance, but until now Christians have been the most intolerant of all men.

Whom do I call educated? First, those who manage well the circumstances they encounter day by day. Next, those who are decent and honorable in their intercourse with all men, bearing easily and good naturedly what is offensive in others and being as agreeable and reasonable to their associates as is humanly possible to be… those who hold their pleasures always under control and are not ultimately overcome by their misfortunes… those who are not spoiled by their successes, who do not desert their true selves but hold their ground steadfastly as wise and sober — minded men.

The best liar is he who makes the smallest amount of lying go the longest way.

New ideas come into this world somewhat like falling meteors, with a flash and an explosion, and perhaps somebody

They that have grown old in a single state are generally found to be morose, fretful and captious; tenacious of their own practices and maxims; soon offended by contradiction or negligence; and impatient of any association but with those that will watch their nod, and submit themselves to unlimited authority.

Exploring the mysteries of myself and the world. Sensual, powerful, wise… on my path…

A man’s growth is seen in the successive choirs of his friends.

If man is to be liberated to enjoy more leisure, he must also be prepared to enjoy this leisure fully and creatively.

So many objections may be made to everything, that nothing can overcome them but the necessity of doing something.

Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is art.

Time is but the stream I go fishing in. I drink at it, but while I drink I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. It’s thin current slides away, but eternity remains.

Once you truly understand that it is okay to lose or fail, you are free, you have nothing to fear, and only then, can nothing in this world hold you back.

Sincerity is the highest complement you can pay.

There is in the act of preparing, the moment you start caring.

I don’t like needing anyone for anything.

Already know you that which you need.