We learn to curb our will and keep our overt actions within the bounds of humanity, long before we can subdue our sentiments and imaginations to the same mild tone.

Horus non numero nisi serenas (I count only the sunny hours).

The world loves to be amused by hollow professions, to be deceived by flattering appearances, to live in a state of hallucination; and can forgive everything but the plain, downright, simple, honest truth.

The most learned are often the most narrow minded.

The great requisite for the prosperous management of ordinary business is the want of imagination.

To speak highly of one with whom we are intimate is a species of egotism. Our modesty as well as our jealousy teaches us caution on this subject.

We uniformly applaud what is right and condemn what is wrong, when it costs us nothing but the sentiment.