I am not so lost in lexicography as to forget that words are the daughters of earth, and that things are the sons of heaven.

The business of life is to go forward.

...it will not always happen that the success of a poet is proportionate to his labor.

Men are like stone jugs - you may lug them where you like by the ears.

Bashfulness may sometimes exclude pleasure, but seldom opens any avenue to sorrow or remorse.

Such seems to be the disposition of man, that whatever makes a distinction produces rivalry.

Pity is not natural to man. Children are always cruel. Savages are always cruel. Pity is acquired and improved by the cultivation of reason. We may have uneasy sensations from seeing a creature in distress, without pity; for we have not pity unless we wish to relieve them.