Honest men are the gentlemen of nature.

Why should the soul ever repose? God, its Principle, reposes never.

Tell me, sweet eyes, from what divinest star did ye drink in your liquid melancholy?

Read to live, not live to read.

Books are but waste paper unless we spend in action the wisdom we get from thought.

Philosophy, while it soothes the reason, damps the ambition.

Every street has two sides, the shady side and the sunny. When two men shake hands and part, mark which of the two takes the sunny side; he will be the younger man of the two.