It world be well had we more misers than we have among us.
The heart of every man lies open to the shafts of correction if the archer can take proper aim.
Pity and friendship are two passions incompatible with each other.
Is it that Nature, attentive to the preservation of mankind, increases our wishes to live, while she lessens our enjoyments, and as she robs the senses of every pleasure, equips imag-ination in the spoil?
Success consists of getting up just one more time than you fall.
A man who leaves home to mend himself and others is a philosopher; but he who goes from country to country, guided by the blind impulse of curiosity, is a vagabond.