Logic works, metaphysics contemplates.

We do not do well except when we know where the best is and when we are assured that we have touched it and hold its power within us.

Before you use a fancy word, make room for it.

There is graciousness and a kind of urbanity in beginning with men by esteem and confidence. It proves, at least, that we have long lived in good company with others and with our selves.

Old age takes from the man of intellect no qualities save those that are useless to wisdom.

The passions of the young are vices in the old.

We are all of us more or less echoes, repeating involuntarily the virtues, the defects, the movements, and the characters of those among whom we live.