Our minds are like our stomaches; they are whetted by the change of their food, and variety supplies both with fresh appetite.

It is easier to do many things than to do one thing continuously for a long time.

That which prematurely arrives at perfection soon perishes.

In a crowd, on a journey, at a banquet even, a line of thought can itself provide its own seclusion.

As regards parents, I should like to see them as highly educated as possible, and I do not restrict this remark to fathers alone.

Men of quality are in the wrong to undervalue, as they often do, the practise of a fair and quick hand in writing; for it is no immaterial accomplishment.

The perfection of art is to conceal art.