No pleasure is fully delightful without communications, and no delight absolute except imparted.

Just as in habiliments it is a sign of weakness to wish to make oneself noticeable by some peculiar and unaccustomed fashion, so, in language, the quest for new-fangled phrases and little-known words comes from a puerile and pedantic ambition.

When all is summed up, a man never speaks of himself without loss; his accusations of himself are always believed; his praises never.

Satiety comes of too frequent repetition and he who will not give himself leisure to be thirsty can never find the true pleasure of drinking

I speak the truth, not my fill of it, but as much as I dare speak; and I dare to do so a little more as I grow old.

I have here only made a nosegay of culled flowers, and have brought nothing of my own but the thread that tied them together.

Adrian, the Emperor, exclaimed incessantly, when dying, "That the crowd of physicians had killed him."