What progress have I made? I am beginning to be my own friend. That is progress indeed

Death is the wish of some, the relief of many, and the end of all.

The many speak highly of you, but have you really any grounds for satisfaction with yourself if you are the kind of person the many understand?

Desultory reading is delightful, but to be beneficial, our reading must be carefully directed.

A great, a good, and a right mind is a kind of divinity lodged in flesh, and may be the blessing of a slave as well as of a prince: it came from heaven, and to heaven it must return; and it is a kind of heavenly felicity, which a pure and virtuous mind enjoys, in some degree, even upon earth.

It is the fault of youth that it cannot restrain its own impetuosity.

Where reason fails, time oft has worked a cure.