The ceaseless labour of your life is to build the house of death.

Author: Michel de Montaigne

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Nothing fixes a thing so intensely in the memory as the wish to forget it.

Unless a man feels he has a good enough memory, he should never venture to lie.

In nine lifetimes you'll never know as much about your cat as your cat knows about you.

When I play with my cat, who knows whether she is not amusing herself with me more than I with her.

Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all of one’s lifetime.

We travel not to escape life, but for life not to escape us.

Copulation is no more foul to me than death is.

It's impossible to protect your kids against disappointment in life.