Goodness does not more certainly make men happy than happiness makes them good.

There is no more certain sign of a narrow mind, of stupidity, and of arrogance, than to stand aloof from those who think differently from us.

Wrong is but falsehood put in practice.

I hate false words, and seek with care, difficulty, and moroseness, those that fit the thing.

Clear writers, like fountains, do not seem so deep as they are; the turbid look the most profound.

Men, like nails, lose their usefulness when they lose their direction and begin to bend.

There is delight in singing, though none hear beside the singer.