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

When a thing ceases to be a subject of controversy, it ceases to be a subject of interest.

Language, if it throws a veil over our ideas, adds a softness and refinement to them, like that which the atmosphere gives to naked objects.

Even in the common affairs of life, in love, friendship, and marriage, how little security have we when we trust our happiness in the hands of others!

Without the aid of prejudice and custom, I should not be able to find my way across the room.

The best part of our lives we pass in counting on what is to come.

The confession of our failings is a thankless office. It savors less of sincerity or modesty than of ostentation. It seems as if we thought our weaknesses as good as other people's virtues.