Our ideals, like pictures, are made from lights and shadows.

It may be said that it is with our thoughts as with our flowers. Those whose expression is simple carry their seed with them; those that are double by their richness and pomp charm the mind, but produce nothing.

There are some men who are witty when they are in a bad humor, and others only when they are sad.

The God of metaphysics is but an idea. But the God of religion, the Maker of heaven and earth, the sovereign Judge of actions and thoughts, is a power.

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.

Sexes. One has the look of a wound, the other of something skinned.

Think of the ills from which you are exempt.