Religion is the eldest sister of philosophy: on whatever subjects they may differ, it is unbecoming in either to quarrel, and most so about their inheritance.

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

Cruelty in all countries is the companion of anger; but there is only one, and never was another on the globe, where she coquets both with anger and mirth.

Contentment is better than divinations or visions.

Ambition does not see the earth she treads on: The rock and the herbage are of one substance to her.

When the mind loses its feeling for elegance, it grows corrupt and groveling, and seeks in the crowd what ought to be found at home.

Where power is absent we may find the robe of genius, but we miss the throne.