He that condemns himself to compose on a stated day will often bring to his task attention dissipated, a memory embarrassed, an imagination overwhelmed, a mind distracted with anxieties, a body languishing with disease: he will labour on a barren topic till it is too late to change it; or, in the ardour of invention, diffuse his thoughts into wild exuberance, which the pressing hour of publication cannot suffer judgment to examine or reduce.

I never desire to converse with a man who has written more than he has read.

When making your choice in life, do not neglect to live.

Security will produce danger.

Friendship may well deserve the sacrifice of pleasure, though not of conscience.

Human reason borrowed many arts from the instinct of animals.

To revenge reasonable incredulity by refusing evidence, is a degree of insolence with which the world is not yet acquainted; and stubborn audacity is the last refuge of guilt.