Books are faithful repositories, which may be awhile neglected or forgotten, but when they are opened again, will again impart their instruction.
True gladness doth not always speak; joy, bred and born but in the tongue, is weak.
O! How vain and vile a passion is this fear! What base uncomely things it makes men do.
Our whole life is like a play.
Confound these ancestors... They've stolen our best ideas!
Success produces confidence; confidence relaxes industry, and negligence ruins the reputation which accuracy had raised.