A noble farce, wherein kinds, republics, and emperors have for so many ages played their parts, and to which the whole vast universe serves for a theatre.
Michel Montaigne (1533 - 1592)
Source: Of the Most Excellent Men.
Contributed by: Zaady
are, at most, but inconsiderable props and appendages.
Let us a little permit Nature to take her own way; she better understands her own affairs than we.
A man must keep a little back shop where he can be himself without reserve. In solitude alone can he know true freedom.
We must reserve a back shop all our own entirely free, in which to establish our real liberty and our principal retreat and solitude.
I speak the truth, not my fill of it, but as much as I dare speak, and I dare to do so a little more as I grow old.
Their [the Skeptics'] way of speaking is: "I settle nothing. . . . I do not understand it. . . . Nothing seems true that may not seem false." Their sacramental word is . . . , which is to say, I suspend my judgment.
Every man bears the whole stamp of the human condition.
There are some defeats more triumphant than victories.
For truth itself does not have the privilege to be employed at any time and in every way; its use, noble as it is, has its circumscriptions and limits.
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