We are all sinful. Therefore whatever we blame in another we shall find in our own bosoms.

Happy he whoe'er, content with the common lot, with safe breeze hugs the shore, and, fearing to trust his skiff to the wider sea, with unambitious oar keeps close to the land.

It is a rough road that leads to the heights of greatness. As is a tale, so is life: not how long it is, but how good it is, is what matters.

A man who suffers or stresses before it is necessary, suffers more than is necessary

Most people fancy themselves innocent of those crimes of which they cannot be convicted.

You must live for another if you wish to live for yourself.

If wisdom were offered me with the proviso that I should keep it shut up and refrain from declaring it, I should refuse. There's no delight in owning anything unshared.