It is remarkable how virtuous and generously disposed every one is at a play.
It is better to be able neither to read nor write than to be able to do nothing else.
No young man ever thinks he shall die.
We would willingly, and without remorse, sacrifice not only the present moment, but all the interval (no matter how long) that separates us from any favorite object.
Zeal will do more than knowledge.
The ignorance of the world leaves one at the mercy of its malice.