While we ponder when to begin, it becomes too late to do.

The soul languishing in obscurity contracts a kind of rust, or abandons itself to the chimera of presumption; for it is natural for it to acquire something, even when separated from any one.

If you direct your whole thought to work itself, none of the things which invade eyes or ears will reach the mind.

We excuse our sloth under the pretext of difficulty.

Write quickly and you will never write well; write well, and you will soon write quickly.

There is no one who would not rather appear to know than to be taught.

In almost everything, experience is more valuable than precept.