A wellborn mind that is practiced in dealing with people makes itself thoroughly agreeable by itself. Art is nothing else but thelist and record of the productions of such minds.

We should be similarly wary of accepting common opinions; we should judge them by the ways of reason not by popular vote.

I honor most those to whom I show least honor; and where my soul moves with great alacrity, I forget the proper steps of ceremony.

Death, they say, acquits us of all obligations.

My errors are by now natural and incorrigible; but the good that worthy men do the public by making themselves imitable, I shall perhaps do by making myself evitable.

Habituation puts to sleep the eye of our judgment.

A man must live in the world and make the best of it, such as it is.