The body of a sensualist is the coffin of a dead soul.

The best evidence of merit is a cordial recognition of it whenever and wherever it may be found.

What is taken from the fortune, also, may haply be so much lifted from the soul. The greatness of a loss, as the proverb suggests, is determinable, not so much by what we have lost, as by what we have left.

The Breath becomes a stone; the stone, a plant; the plant, an animal; the animal, a man; the man, a spirit; and the spirit, a god.

Successful love takes a load off our hearts, and puts it upon our shoulders.

Mortal beauty stings while it delights.

Honesty is not only "the first step toward greatness," - it is greatness itself.