I value my garden more for being full of blackbirds than of cherries, and very frankly give them fruit for their songs.

My heart leaps at the trumpet's voice.

Nothing lies on our hands with such uneasiness as time. Wretched and thoughtless creatures! In the only place where covetousness were a virtue we turn prodigals.

True benevolence or compassion, extends itself through the whole of existence and sympathizes with the distress of every creature capable of sensation.

The jealous man's disease is of so malignant a nature, that it converts all it takes into its own nourishment.

There is no greater sign of a general decay of virtue in a nation, than a want of zeal in its inhabitants for the good of their country.

Antidotes are what you take to prevent dotes.