Many are ambitious of saying grand things, that is, of being grandiloquent.

The intellect of the wise is like glass; it admits the light of heaven and reflects it.

Thought is the wind, knowledge the sail, and mankind the vessel.

What hypocrites we seem to be whenever we talk of ourselves! Our words sound so humble, while our hearts are so proud.

Pity is like eating mustard without beef.

Friendship closes its eye rather than see the moon eclipsed; while malice denies that it is ever at the full.

Since the generality of persons act from impulse, much more than from principle, men are neither so good nor so bad as we are apt to think them.