When the night is darkest, the stars come out.

General ideas are essences. They are our gods: they round and ennoble the most partial and sordid way of living.

The worst of charity is that the lives you are asked to preserve are not worth preserving.

Fine manners need the support of fine manners in others.

The judge weighs the arguments and puts a brave face on the matter, and since there must be a decision, decides as he can, and hopes he has done justice and given satisfaction to the community

My good hoe as it bites the ground revenges my wrongs, and I have less lust to bite my enemies. In the smoothing the rough hillocks, I smooth my temper.

Curiosity is lying in wait for every secret.