I loved too sincerely, too completely, I venture to say, to be able to be happy easily.
Our greatest evils flow from ourselves.
Fame is but the breath of people, and that often unwholesome.
Social man lives constantly outside himself.
Do to others as you would have others do to you, inspires all men with that other maxim of natural goodness a great deal less perfect, but perhaps more useful: Do good to yourself with as little prejudice as you can to others.
How many famous and high-spirited heroes have lived a day too long?