Our friends are generally ready to do everything for us, except the very thing we wish them to do.

The admiration of power in others is as common to man as the love of it in himself; the one makes him a tyrant, the other a slave.

Persons who undertake to pry into, or cleanse out all the filth of a common sewer, either cannot have very nice noses, or will soon lose them.

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

To great evils we submit, we resent little provocations.

A man who is determined never to move out of the beaten road cannot lose his way.

A life of action and danger moderates the dread of death. It not only gives us fortitude to bear pain, but teaches us at every step the precarious tenure on which we hold our present being.