The temple of fame stands upon the grave: the flame that burns upon its altars is kindled from the ashes of great men.

There are many who talk on from ignorance rather than from knowledge, and who find the former an inexhaustible fund of conversation.

Genius, like humanity, rusts for want of use.

The greatest reverses of fortune are the most easily borne from a sort of dignity belonging to them.

There is nothing good to be had in the country, or if there is, they will not let you have it.

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

Every man, in judging of himself, is his own contemporary. He may feel the gale of popularity, but he cannot tell how long it will last. His opinion of himself wants distance, wants time, wants numbers, to set it off and confirm it.