The hounding of a dog pursuing a fox or other animal in the horizon may have first suggested the notes of the hunting-horn to alternate with and relieve the lungs of the dog. This natural bugle long resounded in the woods of the ancient world before the horn was invented.

Many old people receive pensions for no other reason, it seems to me, but as a compensation for having lived a long time ago.

We cannot write well or truly but what we write with gusto.

We are acquainted with a mere pellicle of the globe on which we live. Most have not delved six feet beneath the surface, nor leaped as many above it. We know not where we are. Beside, we are sound asleep nearly half our time.

The pleasures of the intellect are permanent, the pleasures of the heart are transitory.

Men have become the tools of their tools.

It is pitiful when a man bears a name for convenience merely, who has earned neither name nor fame.