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.

The utility of living consists not in the length of days, but in the use of time; a man may have lived long, and yet lived but a little.

Oh, what a valiant faculty is hope.

Let [children] be able to do all things, and love to do only the good.

The dispersing and scattering our names into many mouths, we call making them more great.

Truth and reason are common to everyone, and are no more his who spake them first than his who speaks them after.

I had rather fashion my mind than furnish it.