Great men too often have greater faults than little men can find room for.

Truth, like the juice of the poppy, in small quantities, calms men; in larger, heats and irritates them, and is attended by fatal consequences in excess.

If in argument we can make a man angry with us, we have drawn him from his vantage ground and overcome him.

An ingenuous mind feels in unmerited praise the bitterest reproof. If you reject it you are unhappy, if you accept it you are undone.

The Siren waits thee, singing song for song.

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

Immoderate power, like other intemperance, leaves the progeny weaker and weaker, until nature as in compassion covers it with her mantle and it is seen no more.