Life is barren enough surely with all her trappings; let us be therefore cautious of how we strip her.

The roads of science are narrow, so that they who travel them, must wither follow or meet one another.

No man tells his opinion so freely as when he imagines it received with implicit veneration.

Of all the grief's that harass the distressed; sure the most bitter is a scornful jest.

There is something in obstinacy which differs from every other passion. Whenever it fails, it never recovers, but either breaks like iron, or crumbles sulkily away, like a fractured arch. Most other passions have their periods of fatigue and rest, their sufferings and their cure; but obstinacy has no resource, and the first wound is mortal.

There must always be a struggle between a father and son, while one aims at power and the other at independence.

Babies do not want to hear about babies; they like to be told of giants and castles.