There is not a single outward mark of courtesy that does not have a deep moral basis.

The most congenial social occasions are those ruled by cheerful deference of each for all.

Lose the day loitering, 'twill be the same story To-morrow, and the next more dilatory, For indecision brings its own delays, And days are lost lamenting o'er lost days. Are you in earnest? Seize this very minute! What you can do, or think you can, begin it! Only engage, and then the mind grows heated; Begin it, and the work will be completed.

One doesn't always lose when one has to do without.

Desire is the presentiment of our inner abilities, and the forerunner of our ultimate accomplishments.

I will say with Lorenzo de Medici that those who do not hope for another life are always dead to this one.

To be loved for what one is, that is the greatest exception. The great majority love in others only what they lend him; their own selves, their version of him.