If self-knowledge is the road to virtue, so is virtue still more the road to self-knowledge.

The words that a father speaks to his children in the privacy of home are not heard by the world, but, as in whispering galleries, they are clearly heard at the end, and by posterity.

Like a morning dream, life becomes more and more bright the longer we live, and the reason of everything appears more clear. What has puzzled us before seems less mysterious, and the crooked paths look straighter as we approach the end.

Every man regards his own life as the New Year's Eve of time.

What a father says to his children is not heard by the world, but it will be heard by posterity.

The miracle on earth are the laws of heaven.

Despair is the only genuine atheism.