He who does not live in some degree for others, hardly lives for himself.
No doctor takes pleasure in the health even of his friends.
I want death to find me planting my cabbages.
Unless a man feels he has a good enough memory, he should never venture to lie.
It is good to rub and polish our brain against that of others.
It is a sign of contraction of the mind when it is content, or of weariness. A spirited mind never stops within itself; it is always aspiring and going beyond its strength.