Gold like the sun, which melts wax, but hardens clay, expands great souls.
The most civilized people are as near to barbarism as the most polished steel is to rust. Nations, like metals, have only a superficial brilliancy.
Obtuseness is sometimes a virtue.
There is nothing so unready as readiness of wit.
The personal pronoun "I" should be the coat of arms of some individuals.
Wrong is wrong; no fallacy can hide it, no subterfuge cover it so shrewdly but that the All-Seeing One will discover and punish it.