A wise man loses nothing, if he but save himself.

When Socrates, after being relieved of his irons, felt the relish of the itching that their weight had caused in his legs, he rejoiced to consider the close alliance between pain and pleasure.

There is a certain amount of purpose, acquiescence, and satisfaction in nursing one's melancholy.

I have never observed other effects of whipping than to render boys more cowardly, or more willfully obstinate.

... whoever believes anything esteems that it is a work of charity to persuade another of it.

Every one's true worship was that which he found in use in the place where he chanced to be.

We need to interpret interpretations more than to interpret things.