Slander is the solace of malignity.

A temperate style is alone classical.

You have to be like the pebble in the stream, keeping the grain and rolling along without being dissolved or dissolving anything else.

Thoughts there are, that need no embodying, no form, no expression. It is enough to hint at them vaguely; a word, and they are heard and seen.

Those who never retract their opinions love themselves more than they love the truth.

There are single thoughts that contain the essence of a whole volume, single sentences that have the beauties of a large work.

Drawing is speaking to the eye; talking is painting to the ear.