Tombs decked by the arts can scarcely represent death as a formidable enemy; we do not, indeed, like the ancients, carve sports and dances in the sarcophagus, but thought is diverted from the bier by works that tell of immortality, even from the altar of death.

One must choose in life between boredom and suffering.

Anyone who can see as far as tomorrow in politics arouses the wrath of people who can see no farther than today.

... in the history of the human mind there has never been a useful thought or a profound truth that has not found its century and admirers.

Politeness is the art of choosing among your thoughts.

Exile: A tomb in which you can get mail.

the last steps of life are ever slow and difficult.