All the fame you should look for in life is to have lived it quietly.

It is a small soul, buried beneath the weight of affairs, that does not know how to get clean away from them, that cannot put them aside and pick them up again.

We judge a horse not only by its pace on a racecourse, but also by its walk, nay, when resting in its stable.

We have no participation in Being, because all human nature is ever midway between being born and dying, giving off only a vague image and shadow of itself, and a weak and uncertain opinion. And if you chance to fix your thoughts on trying to grasp its essence, it would be neither more nor less than if your tried to clutch water.

Knowledge is an excellent drug; but no drug has virtue enough to preserve itself from corruption and decay, if the vessel be tainted and impure wherein it is put to keep.

It is fear that I stand most in fear of, in sharpness it exceeds every other feeling.

The shortest way to arrive at glory would be to do that for conscience which we do for glory.