Occupation was one of the pleasures of paradise, and we cannot be happy without it.

A cunning mind emphatically delights in its own cunning, and is the ready prey of cunning.

If we can still love those who have made us suffer, we love them all the more.

A good taste in art feels the presence or the absence of merit; a just taste discriminates the degree--the poco piu and the poco meno. A good taste rejects faults; a just taste selects excellences. A good taste is often unconscious; a just taste is always conscious. A good taste may be lowered or spoilt; a just taste can only go on refining more and more.

A man may be as much a fool from the want of sensibility as the want of sense.

What we truly and earnestly aspire to be, that in some sense we are.

Blessed is the memory of those who have kept themselves unspotted from the world. Yet more blessed and more dear the memory of those who have kept themselves unspotted in the world.