What a brave privilege is it to be free from all contentions, from all envying or being envied, from receiving or paying all kinds of ceremonies!

I would not fear nor wish my fate, but boldly say each night, to-morrow let my sun his beams display, or in clouds hide them; I have lived today.

I confess I love littleness almost in all things. A little convenient estate, a little cheerful house, a little company, and a little feast.

The present is an eternal now.

Man is too near all kinds of beasts,--a fawning dog, a roaring lion, a thieving fox, a robbing wolf, a dissembling crocodile, a treacherous decoy, and a rapacious vulture.

All this world's noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!

Life is an incurable disease.