A man cannot have an idea of perfection in another, which he was never sensible of in himself.

That man never grows old who keeps a child in his heart

A fool is in himself the object of pity, until he is flattered.

It is a very melancholy reflection that men are usually so weak that it is absolutely necessary for them to know sorrow and pain to be in their right senses.

A man cannot have an idea of perfection in another, which he was never sensible of in himself.

Such is the weakness of our nature, that when men are a little exalted in their condition they immediately conceive they have additional senses, and their capacities enlarged not only above other men, but above human comprehension itself.

Pleasure, when it is a man's chief purpose, disappoints itself; and the constant application to it palls the faculty of enjoying it.