I find it awfully difficult to determine if the habit of talking about oneself at length runs contrary to the basic rules of propriety, or if instead the man exempt from this vice is rare.

Nature, with her customary beneficence, has ordained that man shall not learn how to live until the reasons for living are stolen from him, that he shall find no enjoyment until he has become incapable of vivid pleasure.

The artisan or scientist or the follower of whatever discipline who has the habit of comparing himself not with other followers but with the discipline itself will have a lower opinion of himself, the more excellent he is.

In all climates, under all skies, man's happiness is always somewhere else.

If the best company is that which we leave feeling most satisfied with ourselves, it follows that it is the company we leave most bored.

A dictionary can embrace only a small part of the vast tapestry of a language.

Men do not so much hate an evil-doer, or evil itself, as they hate the man who calls evil by its real name.