The methods that help a man acquire a fortune are the very ones that keep him from enjoying it.

History is only time furnished with dates and rich with events.

Mutability is written upon all things.

That which happens to the soil when it ceases to be cultivated by the social man happens to man himself when he foolishly forsakes society for solitude; the brambles grow up in his desert heart.

To lose one's self in reverie, one must be either very happy, or very unhappy. Reverie is the child of extremes.

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.

In general, indulgence for those we know is rarer than pity for those we know not.