Nations, like individuals, interest us in their growth.

There are proud men of so much delicacy that it almost conceals their pride, and perfectly excuses it.

A great man knows the value of greatness; he dares not hazard it, he will not squander it.

The present, like a note in music, is nothing but as it appertains to what is past and what is to come.

States, like men, have their growth, their manhood, their decrepitude, their decay.

True wit, to every man, is that which falls on another.

We talk on principal, but act on motivation.