Ennui is the disease of hearts without feeling, and of minds without resources.
Deep joy is a serene and sober emotion, rarely evinced in open merriment.
I was not always free from melancholy; but even melancholy had its charms.
A fondness for satire indicates a mind pleased with irritating others; for myself, I never could find amusement in killing flies.
People who know how to employ themselves, always find leisure moments, while those who do nothing are forever in a hurry.
It is for the wise people who delight in humanity, praise justice, despise their flatterers, and respect the truth.