Vice leaves repentance in the soul, like an ulcer in the flesh, which is always scratching and lacerating itself; for reason effaces all other griefs and sorrows, but it begets that of repentance.

No wind favors he who has no destined port.

There is little less trouble in governing a private family than a whole kingdom.

Speaking is half his that speaks, and half his that hears.

If love and ambition should be in equal balance, and come to jostle with equal force, I make no doubt but that the last would win the prize.

I want death to find me planting my cabbages.

We are born to inquire into truth; it belongs to a greater to possess it