A sentence well couched takes both the sense and understanding. I love not those cart-rope speeches that are longer than the memory of man can fathom.

Virtue were a kind of misery if fame were all the garland that crowned her.

The boundary of man is moderation. When once we pass that pale our guardian angel quits his charge of us.

It is a most unhappy state to be at a distance with God: man needs no greater infelicity than to be left to himself.

There is no belittling worse than to over praise a man.

Every man should study conciseness in speaking; it is a sign of ignorance not to know that long speeches, though they may please the speaker, are the torture of the hearer.

Reason and right give the quickest despatch.