Cruelty is the highest pleasure to the cruel man; it is his love.

Hope is the mother of faith.

Wisdom consisteth not in knowing many things, nor even in knowing them thoroughly; but in choosing and in following what conduces the most certainly to our lasting happiness and true glory.

The flame of anger, bright and brief, sharpens the barb of love.

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

I sometimes think that the most plaintive ditty has brought a fuller joy and of longer duration to its composer that the conquest of Persia to the Macedonian.

All schools of philosophy, and almost all authors, are rather to be frequented for exercise than for weight.