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

It is not death, it is dying that alarms me.

There is nothing so noble and so right as to play our human life well and fitly, nor anything so difficult to learn as how to livethis life well and according to Nature.

Any person of honor chooses rather to lose his honor than to lose his conscience.

It is easier to write an indifferent poem than to understand a good one.

Why did I love her? Because it was her; because it was me.

The good opinion of the vulgar is injurious.