Virtue shuns ease as a companion. It demands a rough and thorny path.

If ordinary people complain that I speak too much of myself, I complain that they do not even think of themselves.

Wit is a dangerous weapon, even to the possessor, if he knows not how to use it discreetly.

Let us permit nature to have her way. She understands her business better than we do.

As soon as women become ours we are no longer theirs.

I am much afraid that we shall have very greatly hastened the decline and ruin of the New World by our contagion, and that we willhave sold it our opinions and our arts very dear.

We find our energies are actually cramped when we are overanxious to succeed.