When temptations march monotonously in regiments, one waits for to pass.

Talk ought always to run obliquely, not nose to nose with no chance of mental escape.

Every man ought to be inquisitive through every hour of his great adventure down to the day when he shall no longer cast a shadow in the sun. For if he dies without a question in his heart, what excuse is there for his continuance?

That is the consolation of a little mind; you have the fun of changing it without impeding the progress of mankind.

In middle life politics are not a mental acquisition; they are a temperament.

You cannot find, make or understand true friendship without having enemies.

When temptations march monotonously in regiments, one waits for to pass.