Where's the man who counsel can bestow, still pleased to teach, and yet not proud to know.

Our passions are like convulsion fits, which, though they make us stronger for a time, leave us the weaker ever after.

The only time you run out of chances is when you stop taking them

Truths would you teach, or save a sinking land? All fear, none aid you, and few understand.

Jarring interests of themselves create the according music of a well-mixed state.

In lazy apathy let stoics boast, their virtue fix'd: 't is fix'd as in a frost; contracted all, retiring to the breast; but strength of mind is exercise, not rest.

Some people will never learn anything, for this reason, because they understand everything too soon.