Truth is the cry of all, but the game of few.
We have first raised a dust and then complain we cannot see.
I had rather be an oyster than a man, the most stupid and senseless of animals.
He who says there is no such thing as an honest man, you may be sure is himself a knave.
So long as I confine my thoughts to my own ideas divested of words, I do not see how I can be easily mistaken.
The same principles which at first view lead to skepticism, pursued to a certain point, bring men back to common sense.
Many things, for aught I know, may exist, whereof neither I nor any other man hath or can have any idea or notion whatsoever.
That neither our thoughts, nor passions, nor ideas formed by the imagination, exist without the mind, is what every body will allow.
Others indeed may talk, and write, and fight about liberty, and make an outward pretence to it; but the free-thinker alone is truly free.
A mind at liberty to reflect on its own observations, if it produce nothing useful to the world, seldom fails of entertainment to itself.