Philosophers have done wisely when they have told us to cultivate our reason rather than our feelings, for reason reconciles us to the daily things of existence; our feelings teach us to yearn after the far, the difficult, the unseen.

One of the sublimest things in the world is plain truth.

Invention is nothing more than a fine deviation from, or enlargement on a fine model . . .

As the excitement of the game increases, prudence is sure to diminish.

When the world frowns, we can face it; but let it smile, and we are undone.

There is no man so great as not to have some littleness more predominant than all his greatness. Our virtues are the dupes, and often only the plaything of our follies.

Prudence, patience, labor, valor; these are the stars that rule the career of mortals.