Most benefactors are like unskillful generals who take the city and leave the citadel intact.

The new friends whom we make after attaining a certain age and by whom we would fain replace those whom we have lost, are to our old friends what glass eyes, false teeth and wooden legs are to real eyes, natrual teeth and legs of flesh and bone.

Do not suppose opportunity will knock twice at your door.

A fool who has a flash of wit creates astonishment and scandal, like hack-horses setting out to gallop.

If you must love your neighbor as yourself, it is at least as fair to love yourself as your neighbor.

What we love intensely or for a long time we are likely to bring within the citadel, and to assert as part of oneself.

Love, a pleasant folly; ambition, a serious stupidity.