Letters to absence can a voice impart, And lend a tongue when distance gags the heart.

This world is a comedy to those that think, a tragedy to those that feel.

I shun authors, and would never have been one myself, if it obliged me to keep such bad company.

Our bells are worn threadbare with ringing for victories

It amazes me when I hear any person prefer blindness to deafness. Such a person must have a terrible dread of being alone. Blindness makes one totally dependent on others, and deprives us of every satisfaction that results from light.

Men are often capable of greater things than they perform - They are sent into the world with bills of credit, and seldom draw to their full extent.

[Corneille] was inspired by Roman authors and Roman spirit, Racine with delicacy by the polished court of Louis XIV.