Many's the man who thought himself wise; but what he needed$$$ he did not know.

And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was$$$ how deep it was$$$ how much was mine to keep.

Irregularity is inherent in our very nature; expecting people to be perfectly wise is as crazy as putting wings on dogs or horns on eagles

I know of only one serious thing on this earth$$$ the growing of grapes.

In every author$$$ let us distinguish the man from his work.

He was a great patriot$$$ a humanitarian$$$ a loyal friend- provided of course he really is dead.

All the reasonings of men are not worth one sentiment of women

Use$$$ do not abuse; neither abstinence nor excess ever renders man happy.

I cannot imagine how the clockwork of the universe can exist without a clockmaker.

Such then is the human condition$$$ that to wish greatness for one's country is to wish harm to one's neighbors.