Indeed, history is nothing more than a tableau of crimes and misfortunes.

Wherever my travels may lead, paradise is where I am.

The opportunity for doing mischief is found a hundred times a day, and of doing good once in a year.

The truths of religion are never so well understood as by those who have lost the power of reason.

A multitude of laws in a country is like a great number of physicians, a sign of weakness and malady.

Perfection is attained by slow degrees; it requires the hand of time.

One great use of words is to hide our thoughts.