You are going to say that I am amusing myself and that because I do not know what to do with my two travellers any more, I am throwing myself into al… - Denis Diderot

To speak to you frankly, Reader, I find that you are the more wicked of the two of us. How satisfied would I be if it were as easy for me to protect myself from your calumny as it is for you to protect yourself from the boredom or the danger of my work!

Pithy sentences are like sharp nails which force truth upon our memory.

How had they met? By chance, like everybody else. What were there names? What's it to you? Where were they coming from? From the nearest place. Where were they going? Does anyone really know where they're going?