We expect everything and are prepared for nothing.

Pride dries the tears of anger and vexation; humility, those of grief. The one is indignant that we should suffer; the other calms us by the reminder that we deserve nothing else.

The best advice on the art of being happy is about as easy to follow as advice to be well when one is sick.

To reveal imprudently the spot where we are most sensitive and vulnerable is to invite a blow. The demigod Achilles admitted no one to his confidence.

There are but two future verbs which man may appropriate confidently and without pride: "I shall suffer," and "I shall die.

One must be a somebody before they can have an enemy. One must be a force before he can be resisted by another force.

Where there is a question of economy, I prefer privation.