Even in the midst of compassion we feel within I know not what tart sweet titillation of malicious pleasure in seeing others suffer; children have the same feeling.

There is some shadow of delight and delicacy which smiles upon and flatters us even in the very lap of melancholy.

A man may by custom fortify himself against pain, shame, and suchlike accidents; but as to death, we can experience it but once, and are all apprentices when we come to it

A man should keep for himself a little back shop, all his own, quite unadulterated, in which he establishes his true freedom and chief place of seclusion and solitude.

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

Wise men have more to learn of fools than fools of wise men.

He who lives not to others, lives little to himself.