There are people who are virtuous only in a piece-meal way; virtue is a fabric from which they never make themselves a whole garment.
The talkative man speaks from his mouth, the eloquent man speaks from his heart.
Misery is almost always the result of thinking.
Attention is like a narrow mouthed vessel; pour into it what you have to say cautiously, and, as it were, drop by drop.
The soul paints itself in our machines.
We always believe God is like ourselves, the indulgent think him indulgent and the stern, terrible.