Nobody can be taught faster than he can learn.

No man can taste the fruits of autumn while he is delighting his scent with the flowers of spring.

Sorrow is the mere rust of the soul. Activity will cleanse and brighten it.

The business of a poet is to examine not the individual but the species; to remark general properties and large appearances.

Some desire is necessary to keep life in motion.

No man but a blockhead ever wrote except for money.

There is such a difference between the pursuits of men in great cities that one part of the inhabitants lives to little other purpose than to wonder at the rest. Some have hopes and fears, wishes and aversions, which never enter into the thoughts of others, and inquiry is laboriously exerted to gain that which those who possess it are ready to throw away.