There are two sides to every question.

Man is the measure of all things.

No intelligent man believes that anybody ever willingly errs or willingly does base and evil deeds; they are well aware that all who do base and evil things do them unwillingly.

Man is the measure of all things, of the reality of those which are, and of the unreality of those which are not.

As to the gods, I have no means of knowing either that they exist or do not exist.

Many things prevent knowledge, including the obscurity of the subject and the brevity of human life

Everyone, including the Athenians [...] are right to accept advice from anyone, since it is incumbent on everyone to share in that sort of excellence, or else there can be no city at all.

Man is the measure of all things, of things that are that they are, and of things that are not that they are not.

When it comes to consideration of how to do well in running the city, which must proceed entirely through justice and soundness of mind.

There are intelligible principles inherent in the matter of every phenomenon; because matter is essentially the sum of all the seemings that it has for any and all persons.

As touching the gods, I do not know whether they exist or not, nor how they are featured; for there is much to prevent our knowing: the obscurity of the subject and the brevity of human life.

In the world of your story, your outline is like the Ten Commandments. Unfortunately, your characters are all Atheists.

Chance favors the prepared mind.

Do you remember?' Someone's always asking andsomeone else, always does

Having done a Dogme film taught me the beauty of simplicity and austerity.

I can memorize great swathes of dialogue!

It is not woman who claims the highest in man. It is a man's own religious soul that drives him on beyond women, to his supreme activity. For his highest, man is responsible to God alone.

I think the main thing, don't you, is to keep the show on the road.

Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready.

For someone like me and my generation, you had to speak French to be sophisticated, you had to be lighter-skinned.

Funny how we think of romance as always involving two, when the romance of solitude can be ever so much more delicious and intense.