Man is subject to innumerable pains and sorrows by the very condition of humanity, and yet, as if nature had not sown evils enough in life, we are continually adding grief to grief and aggravating the common calamity by our cruel treatment of one another.

That he delights in the misery of others no man will confess, and yet what other motive can make a father cruel?

Dependence is a perpetual call upon humanity, and a greater incitement to tenderness and pity than any other motive whatever.

One would think that the larger the company is in which we are engaged, the greater variety of thoughts and subjects would be started into discourse; but, instead of this we find that conversation is never so much straightened and confined, as in numerous assemblies.

Our sight is the most perfect and most delightful of all our senses.

Blesses his stars and thinks it luxury.

Who does not more admire Cicero as an author than as a consul of Rome?