If the red slayer think he slays, Or if the slain think he is slain, They know not well the subtle ways, I keep and pass and turn again.

Conversation in society is found to be on a platform so low as to exclude science, the saint, and the poet.

At times the whole world seems to be in conspiracy to importune you with emphatic trifles. Friend, client, child, sickness, fear, want, charity, all knock at once at thy closet door and say,—'Come out unto us.' But keep thy state; come not into their confusion. The power men possess to annoy me I give them by a weak curiosity. No man can come near me but through my act.

This book of Montaigne the world has endorsed by translating it into all tongues.

If you will not lend me the money, how can I pay you?

Get Health. No labor, effort nor exercise that can gain it must be grudged.

A man must ride alternately on the horses of his private and his public nature.