I love him whose soul is so overfull that he forgetteth himself, and all things are in him: thus all things become his down-going.

Out of a brotherly love we occasionally embrace this or that somebody (because we cannot embrace everybody): but we must never letour somebody know it.

Those that achieve anything that looks beyond the vision and thinking of their peers provoke jealousy and hatred disguised as the ordinary.

He who denies his own vanity usually possesses it in so brutal a form that he instinctively shuts his eyes to avoid the necessity of despising himself.

Cynicism is the only form in which base souls approach honesty.

Sometimes we owe a friend to the lucky circumstance that we give him no cause for envy.

The rising and falling of the scales of pride and humility sustain the brooding mind as well as the alternations of desire and peace of the soul.