Revenge is a common passion; it is the sin of the uninstructed.

Law dies, books never.

Keep unscathed the good name; keep out of peril the honor without which even your battered old soldier who is hobbling into his grave on half-pay and a wooden leg would not change with Achilles.

A woman too often reasons from her heart; hence two-thirds of her mistakes and her troubles.

The more the merely human part of the poet remains a mystery, the more willing is the reverence given to his divine mission.

Though Hope be a small child, she can carry a great anchor!

The same refinement which brings us new pleasures exposes us to new pains.