The book-worm wraps himself up in his web of verbal generalities, and sees only the glimmering shadows of things reflected from the minds of others.

The wretched are in this respect fortunate, that they have the strongest yearning after happiness; and to desire is in some sense to enjoy.

The truly proud man knows neither superiors or inferiors. The first he does not admit of - the last he does not concern himself about.

Indolence is a delightful but distressing state; we must be doing something to be happy. Action is no less necessary than thought to the instinctive tendencies of the human frame.

Genius, like humanity, rusts for want of use.

No man can thoroughly master more than one art or science.

A proud man is satisfied with his own good opinion, and does not seek to make converts to it.