Generations are as the days of toilsome mankind; death and birth are the vesper and the matin bells that summon mankind to sleep and to rise refreshed for new advancement. What the father has made, the son can make and enjoy; but has also work of his own appointed him. Thus all things wax and roll onwards: arts, establishments, opinions, nothing is ever completed, but ever completing.

Conviction never so excellent, is worthless until it coverts itself into conduct.

The genuine essence of truth never dies.

The cut of a garment speaks of intellect and talent and the color of temperament and heart.

The first duty of man is to conquer fear; he must get rid of it, he cannot act till then.

He that will not work according to his faculty, let him perish according to his necessity: there is no law juster than that.

To the mean eye all things are trivial, as certainly as to the jaundiced they are yellow.