If you would abolish covetousness, you must abolish its mother, profusion.
Freedom suppressed and again regained bites with keener fangs than freedom never endangered.
There is no moment without some duty.
The higher we are placed, the more humbly we should walk.
There is nothing which wings its flight so swiftly as calumny, nothing is uttered with more ease; nothing is listened to with more readiness, nothing disbursed more widely.
What then is freedom? The power to live as one wishes.