Gloom and sadness are poison to us, and the origin of hysterics. You are right in thinking that this disease is in the imagination; you have defined it perfectly; it is vexation which causes it to spring up, and fear that supports it.

there are some people who never acknowledge themselves in the wrong; God help them!

We are never satisfied with having done well; and in endeavoring to do better, we do much worse.

Reason bears disgrace, courage combats it, patience surmounts it.

Why do we discover faults so much more readily than perfection.

It is not always sorrow that opens the fountains of the eyes.

We are always on the side of those who speak last.