To be ignorant of one's ignorance is the malady of the ignorant.

Friends are the leaders of the bosom, being more ourselves than we are, and we complement our affections in theirs.

Good-humor, gay spirits, are the liberators, the sure cure for spleen and melancholy. Deeper than tears, these irradiate the tophets with their glad heavens. Go laugh, vent the pits, transmuting imps into angels by the alchemy of smiles. The satans flee at the sight of these redeemers.

A work of real merit finds favor at last.

Ignorance is innocence - stupidity comes with experience

Anger is the resentment of the animal, and gentle blood alone makes the gentleman.

The richest minds need not large libraries.