Life affords no higher pleasure than that of surmounting difficulties.

Wine gives a man nothing... it only puts in motion what had been locked up in frost.

Modern writers are the moons of literature; they shine with reflected light, with light borrowed from the ancients.

Such is the emptiness of human enjoyment that we are always impatient of the present. Attainment is followed by neglect, and possession by disgust.

To preserve health is a moral and religious duty: for health is the basis of all social virtues; and we can be useful no longer than while we are well.

This merriment of parsons is mighty offensive.

A successful author is equally in danger of the diminution of his fame, whether he continues or ceases to write.