Some people displease with merit, and others' very faults and defects are pleasing.

We often select envenomed praise which, by a reaction upon those we praise, shows faults we could not have shown by other means.

Those who are condemned to death affect sometimes a constancy and contempt for death which is only the fear of facing it; so that one may say that this constancy and contempt are to their mind what the bandage is to their eyes.

Perhaps being old is having lighted rooms inside your head, and people in them, acting. People you know, yet can't quite name.

The defects of the mind, like those of the face, grow worse with age.

There are some bad qualities which make great talents.

Truth does not do as much good in the world as its imitations do harm.