The trumpet does not more stun you by its loudness, than a whisper teases you by its provoking inaudibility.

The measure of choosing well, is, whether a man likes and finds good in what he has chosen.

Let us live for the beauty of our own reality.

A babe is fed with milk and praise.

A man may do very well with a very little knowledge, and scarce be found out in mixed company; everybody is so much more ready to produce his own, than to call for a display of your acquisitions.

Riddle of destiny, who can show What thy short visit meant, or know What thy errand here below?

All people have their blind side-their superstitions.