To me avarice seems not so much a vice as a deplorable piece of madness.

It is we that are blind, not fortune.

Were the happiness of the next world is as closely apprehended as the felicities of this, it were a martyrdom to live.

Content may dwell in all stations. To be low but above contempt may be high enough to be happy.

I am not so much afraid of death, as ashamed thereof, 'tis the very disgrace and ignominy of our natures.

No one should approach the temple of science with the soul of a money changer.

He is rich who hath enough to be charitable.