Every man supposes himself not to be fully understood or appreciated.

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

I see my trees repair their boughs.

You have first an instinct, then an opinion, then a knowledge, as the plant has root, bud, and fruit.

We love flattery, even though we are not deceived by it, because it shows that we are of importance enough to be courted.

Let not the author eat up the man, so that he shall be all balcony and no house.

For what are they all in their high conceit, When man in the bush with God may meet?