The course of the seasons is a piece of clockwork, with a cuckoo to call when it is spring.

The Greeks possessed a knowledge of human nature we seem hardly able to attain to without passing through the strengthening hibernation of a new barbarism.

Too much is unwholesome.

Man is to be found in reason, God in the passions.

It is almost impossible to carry the torch of truth through a crowd without singeing somebody's beard.

It is in the gift for employing all the vicissitudes of life to one's own advantage and to that of one's craft that a large part of genius consists.

I am grateful that I am not as judgmental as all those censorious, self-righteous people around me. In each of us there is a little of all of us.