He was a great patriot, a humanitarian, a loyal friend; provided, of course, he really is dead.

The question of good and evil remains in irremediable chaos for those who seek to fathom it in reality. It is mere mental sport to the disputants, who are captives that play with their chains.

Luxury has been railed at for two thousand years, in verse and in prose, and it has always been loved.

Where there is friendship, there is our natural soil.

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.

Love has various lodgings; the same word does not always signify the same thing.

An admiral should be put to death now and then to encourage the others.