Racine will pass away like the taste for coffee.

It is sometimes best to slip over thoughts and not go to the bottom of them.

There are twelve hours in the day, and above fifty in the night.

There is nobody who is not dangerous for someone.

When I step into this library, I cannot understand why I ever step out of it.

Were it not for the amusement of our books, we should be moped to death for want of occupation. It rains incessantly. ... we tickle ourselves in order to laugh; to so low an ebb are we reduced.

. . . it seldom happens, I think, that a man has the civility to die when all the world wishes it.