In nature nothing can be given. All things are sold.

Pretension may sit still, but cannot act. Pretension never feigned an act of real greatness. Pretension never wrote an Iliad, nordrove back Xerxes, nor christianized the world, nor abolished slavery.

Honor and fortune exist for him who always recognizes the neighborhood of the great, always feels himself in the presence of high causes.

By God, I will not obey this filthy enactment!

But what is classification but the perceiving that these objects are not chaotic, and are not foreign, but have a law which is also the law of the human mind?

Manners require time, and nothing is more vulgar than haste.

The advantage of riches remains with him who procured them, not with the heir.