As long as one lives he will have need of repentance.
Where necessity ends, desire and curiosity begin; and no sooner are we supplied with everything nature can demand than we sit down to contrive artificial appetites.
We seldom learn the true want of what we have till it is discovered that we can have no more.
The safe and general antidote against sorrow is employment.
Luncheon: as much food as one's hand can hold.
Ignorance is mere privation by which nothing can be produced: it is a vacuity in which the soul sits motionless and torpid for want of attraction: and, without knowing why, we always rejoice when we learn, and grieve when we forget.