Tolerance is love sick with the sickness of haughtiness.
For what is evil but good tortured by its own hunger and thirst?
Love and doubt have never been on speaking terms.
As one's gifts increase, his friends decrease.
I have learned silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet, strange, I am ungrateful to those teachers.
The best of man is he who blushes when you praise him and remains silent when you defame him.