What do I owe to my times, to my country, to my neighbors, to my friends? Such are the questions which a virtuous man ought often to ask himself.

Beware of biting jests; the more truth they carry with them, the greater wounds they give, the greater smarts they cause, and the greater scars they leave behind them.

He who seldom speaks, and with one calm well-timed word can strike dumb the loquacious, is a genius or a hero.

The public seldom forgive twice.

He whose pride oppresses the humble may perhaps be humbled, but will never be humble.

As you treat your body, so your house, your domestics, your enemies, your friends - Dress is a table of your contents.

Modesty is silent when it would be improper to speak; the humble, without being called upon, never recollects to say anything of himself.