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

All passions that suffer themselves to be relished and digested are but moderate.

A man who fears suffering is already suffering from what he fears.

He who establishes his argument by noise and command shows that his reason is weak.

If a man should importune me to give a reason why I loved him, I find it could no otherwise be expressed, than by making answer: because it was he, because it was I.

Learned we may be with another man's learning: we can only be wise with wisdom of our own.

Fortune, seeing that she could not make fools wise, has made them lucky.