Logic is the art of thinking well: the mind, like the body, requires to be trained before it can use its powers in the most advantageous way.

Custom is the great leveller. It corrects the inequality of fortune by lessening equally the pleasures of the prince and the pains of the peasant.

Every man, however little, makes a figure in his own eyes.

Violent passions are formed in solitude. In the busy world no object has time to make a deep impression.

Luxury possibly may contribute to give bread to the poor; but if there were no luxury, there would be no poor.

Ridicule, which chiefly arises from pride, a selfish passion, is but at best a gross pleasure, too rough an entertainment for those who are highly polished and refined.

The coward reckons himself cautious, the miser frugal.