Gratitude is a fruit of great cultivation; you do not find it among gross people.

Those whose abilities or knowledge incline them most to deviate from the general round of life are recalled from eccentricity by the laws of their existence.

It seems to be remarkable that death increases our veneration for the good, and extenuates our hatred for the bad.

There is certainly no greater happiness than to be able to look back on a life usefully and virtuously employed, to trace our own progress in existence, by such tokens as excite neither shame nor sorrow.

The booksellers are generous liberal-minded men.

Human reason borrowed many arts from the instinct of animals.

To go and see one druidical temple is only to see that it is nothing, for there is neither art nor power in it; and seeing one is quite enough.