There are slavish souls who carry their appreciation for favors done them so far that they strangle themselves with the rope of gratitude.

The living is a species of the dead; and not a very attractive one.

The object of convalescence ought to be to turn our attention to life: at other times, simply to our tasks!

That which does not destroy, strengthens.

Experience, as a desire for experience, does not come off. We must not study ourselves while having an experience.

Follow in the footsteps of your fathers' virtue! How could you hope to climb high unless your fathers' will climbs with you?

Christianity is called the religion of pity.