Speaking is half his that speaks, and half his that hears.
We only labor to stuff the memory, and leave the conscience and the understanding unfurnished and void.
He who is not sure of his memory, should not undertake the trade of lying.
I do not speak the minds of others except to speak my own mind better.
Oh, what a valiant faculty is hope, that in a mortal subject, and in a moment, makes nothing of usurping infinity, immensity, eternity, and of supplying its masters indigence, at its pleasure, with all things he can imagine or desire!
The memory represents to us not what we choose but what it pleases.