How happy the station which every moment furnishes opportunities of doing good to thousands! How dangerous that which every moment exposes to the injuring of millions!

There are only three events in a man's life; birth, life, and death; he is not conscious of being born, he dies in pain, and he forgets to live.

Every hour in itself, as it respects us in particular, is the only one we can call our own.

Make me chaste and To what excesses will men not go for the sake of a religion in which they believe so little and which they practice so imperfectly!

Rarely do they appear great before their valets.

One mark of a second-rate mind is to be always telling stories.

If you wish to be held in esteem, you must ssociate only with those who estimable.