Limitation of aims is the mother of wisdom and the secret of achievement.

Master and Doctor are my titles; for ten years now, without repose, I held my erudite recitals and led my pupils by the nose.

Very few people love others for what they are; rather, they love what they lend them, their own selves, their own idea of them.

The loss of a much-prized treasure is only half felt when we have not regarded its tenure as secure.

Time flies, and what is past is done.

Could we perfect human nature, we might also expect a perfect state of things.

What one doesn't understand one doesn't possess.