The ignorance of the world leaves one at the mercy of its malice.

We all wear some disguise, make some professions, use some artifice, to set ourselves off as being better than we are; and yet it is not denied that we have some good intentions and praiseworthy qualities at bottom.

The vices are never so well employed as in combating one another.

I hate anything that occupies more space than it is worth... I hate to see a parcel of big words without anything in them.

A great chessplayer is not a great man, for he leaves the world as he found it.

To die is only to be as we were before we were born; yet no one feels any remorse, or regret, or repugnance, in contemplating this last idea.

There is a secret pride in every human heart that revolts at tyranny. You may order and drive an individual, but you cannot make him respect you.