Retirement without the love of letters is a living burial.

The great blessings of mankind are within us and within our reach; but we shut our eyes, and, like people in the dark, we fall foul upon the very thing we search for, without finding it.

Nothing is so wretched or foolish as to anticipate misfortunes. What madness it is to be expecting evil before it comes.

I do not sacrifice, but lend myself to business.

True praise comes often even to the lowly; false praise only to the strong.

He is ungrateful who denies that he has received a kindness which has been bestowed upon him; he is ungrateful who conceals it; he is ungrateful who makes no return for it; most ungrateful of all is he who forgets it.

It is the constant fault and inseparable evil quality of ambition, that it never looks behind it.