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

What a person praises is perhaps a surer standard, even than what he condemns, of his own character, information and abilities.

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

A man prone to suspect evil is mostly looking in his neighbor for what he sees in himself.

Pity is like eating mustard without beef.

The greatest truths are the simplest, and so are the greatest men.

The question is not whether a doctrine is beautiful but whether it is true. When we wish to go to a place, we do not ask whether the road leads through a pretty country, but whether it is the right road.