It is easy to criticize an author, but difficult to appreciate him.

Sometimes a lengthened period of prosperity melts away in a moment; just as the heat of summer flies before a day of tempest.

When we are sick our virtues and our vices are in abeyance.

The fool is like those people who think themselves rich with little.

Most people grow old within a small circle of ideas, which they have not discovered for themselves. There are perhaps less wrong-minded people than thoughtless.

Servitude degrades people to such a point that they come to like it.

There does not exist a man sufficiently intelligent never to be tiresome.