It is the common calamity of old age to lose whatever might have rendered it desirable.

There is more pleasure to building castles in the air than on the ground.

History, in fact, is no more than a list of the crimes of humanity, human follies and accidents

To an active mind, indolence is more painful than labor.

[The Goths'] poverty was incurable; since the most liberal donatives were soon dissipated in wasteful luxury, and the most fertile estates became barren in their hands.

The love of freedom, so often invigorated and disgraced by private ambition, was reduced, among the licentious Franks, to the contempt of order, and the desire of impunity.

I was never less alone than when by myself.