'T is one and the same Nature that rolls on her course, and whoever has sufficiently considered the present state of things might certainly conclude … - Michel de Montaigne

If anyone gets intoxicated with his knowledge when he looks beneath him, let him turn his eyes upward toward past ages, and he will lower his horns, finding there so many thousands of minds that trample him underfoot. If he gets into some flattering presumption about his valor, let him remember the lives of the two Scipios, so many armies, so many nations, all of whom leave him so far behind them. No particular quality will make a man proud who balances it against the many weaknesses and imperfections that are also in him, and, in the end, against the nullity of man’s estate.

Few men have been admired by their own domestics.

There is a plague on Man, the opinion that he knows something.