Men, like musical instruments, seem made to be played upon.
Honesty is not only "the first step toward greatness," - it is greatness itself.
As many suffer from too much as too little.
The past is the sepulchre of our dead emotions.
The passions are like fire, useful in a thousand ways and dangerous only in one, through their excess.
All men are alike in their lower natures; it is in their higher characters that they differ.