No one loves his country for its size or eminence, but because it's his own.

Adversity finds at last the man whom she has often passed by.

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.

We pardon familiar vices.

The swiftness of time is infinite, as is still more evident when we look back on the past.

What else is nature but God?

All cruelty springs from weakness.