~Je veux que la mort me trouve plantant mes choux.~ - Michel de Montaigne

The mind is not all that different from those dogs in Aesop which, descrying what appeared to be a corpse floating on the sea yet being unable to get at it, set about lapping up the water so as to dry out a path to it, and suffocated themselves.

It would be better to have no laws at all than to have them in such profusion as we do.

No spirited mind remains within itself; it is always aspiring and going beyond its strength; it has impulses beyond its power of achievement.