Nature does not reveal all her secrets at once. We imagine we are initiated in her mysteries: we are, as yet, but hanging around her outer courts.

That loss is most discreditable which is caused by negligence.

The man who while he gives thinks of what he will get in return, deserves to be deceived.

Let not the enjoyment of pleasures now within your grasp, be carried to such excess as to incapacitate you from future repetition.

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

It is the superfluous things for which men sweat.

A foolishness is inflicted with a hatred of itself.