Pure friendship is something which men of an inferior intellect can never taste.
Time makes friendship stronger, but love weaker.
The nearer we approach great men, the clearer we see that they are men.
A simple garb is the proper costume of the vulgar; it is cut for them, and exactly suits their measure, but it is an ornament for those who have filled up their lives with great deeds. I liken them to beauty in dishabille, but more bewitching on that account.
It's motive alone which gives character to the actions of men.
No road is to long for him who advances slowly and does not hurry and no attainment is beyond his reach who equips himself with patience to achieve it