Those things which make the infernal regions terrible, the darkness, the prison, the river of flaming fire, the judgment seat, are all a fable, with which the poets amuse themselves, and by them agitate us with vain terrors.

Time discovers truth. Time heals what reason cannot.

Nothing is so bitter that a calm mind cannot find comfort in it.

Retirement without literary amusements is death itself, and a living tomb.

That which is given with pride and ostentation is rather an ambition than a bounty.

Those who boast of their descent, brag on what they owe to others.

Certain laws have not been written, but they are more fixed than all the written laws.