Give a boy address and accomplishments and you give him the mastery of palaces and fortunes where he goes.

If you visit your friend, why need you apologize for not having visited him, and waste his time and deface your own act? Visit him now.

Nature is a rag-merchant, who works up every shred and ort and end into new creations; like a good chemist, whom I found, the other day, in his laboratory, converting his old shirts into pure white sugar.

A sleeping child gives me the impression of a traveler in a very far country.

Solitude is naught and society is naught. Alternate them and the good of each is seen.

The household is a school of power. There, within the door, learn the tragi-comedy of human life.

Of all the ways to lose a person, death is the kindest