I should like to know which is worse… to undergo all the miseries we have each of us suffered — or simply to sit here and do nothing?
I have wanted to kill myself a hundred times, but somehow I am still in love with life. This ridiculous weakness is perhaps one of our more stupid melancholy propensities, for is there anything more stupid than to be eager to go on carrying a burden which one would gladly throw away, to loathe one’s very being and yet to hold it fast, to fondle the snake that devours us until it has eaten our hearts away?
― Candide: or, Optimism
It is better to risk saving a guilty person than to condemn an innocent one.
The more I read, the more I acquire, the more certain I am that I know nothing.
The more often a stupidity is repeated, the more it gets the appearance of wisdom.
It is difficult to free fools from the chains they revere.
What is madness? To have erroneous perceptions, and to reason correctly from them?
We never live; we are always in the expectation of living.