Opinion has caused more trouble on this little earth than plagues or earthquakes.
One great use of words is to hide our thoughts.
Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he comes quickly and flies away the same.
How I like the boldness of the English, how I like the people who say what they think!
Everyone places his good where he can and has as much of it as he can, in his own way.
Even in those cities which seem to enjoy the blessings of peace, and where the arts florish, the inhabitants are devoured by envy, cares and anxieties, which are greater plagues than any expirienced in a town when it is under siege.