He who brings ridicule to bear against truth finds in his hand a blade without a hilt.

We care not how many see us in choler, when we rave and bluster, and make as much noise and bustle as we can; but if the kindest and most generous affection comes across us, we suppress every sign of it, and hide ourselves in nooks and covert.

Study is the bane of childhood, the oil of youth, the indulgence of adulthood, and a restorative in old age.

Principles do not mainly influence even the principled; we talk on principle, but we act on interest.

Heat and animosity, contest and conflict, may sharpen the wits, although they rarely do; they never strengthen the understanding, clear the perspicacity, guide the judgment, or improve the heart.

We cannot conquer fate and necessity, yet we can yield to them in such a manner as to be greater than if we could.

O what a thing is age! Death without death's quiet.