This was my prayer: an adequate portion of land with a garden and a spring of water and a small wood to complete the picture.

Who then is sane? He who is not a fool.

To please great men is not the last degree of praise.

In labouring to be brief, I become obscure.

Let your character be kept up the very end, just as it began, and so be consistent.

Oh! thou who are greatly mad, deign to spare me who am less mad.

Anger is momentary madness, so control your passion or it will control you.