Her great merit is finding out mine; there is nothing so amiable as discernment.

Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.

Every day confirms my opinion on the superiority of a vicious life, and if Virtue is not its own reward, I don't know any other stipend annexed to it.

My great comfort is, that the temporary celebrity I have wrung from the world has been in the very teeth of all opinions and prejudices. I have flattered no ruling powers; I have never concealed a single thought that tempted me.

To have joy, one must share it.

Such hath it been--shall be--beneath the sun The many still must labour for the one.

My altars are the mountains and the ocean.