Words, like glass, obscure when they do not aid vision.

Minds which never rest are subject to many digressions.

Antiquity! I like its ruins better than its reconstructions.

Genuinely good remarks surprise their author as well as his audience.

I love prudence very little, if it is not moral.

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.

There are those to whom one must advise madness.