One shining quality lends a lustre to another, or hides some glaring defect.

Look up, laugh loud, talk big, keep the color in your cheek and the fire in your eye, adorn your person, maintain your health, your beauty and your animal spirits.

There is a heroism in crime as well as in virtue. Vice and infamy have their altars and their religion.

Our repugnance to death increases in proportion to our consciousness of having lived in vain.

You know more of a road by having traveled it than by all the conjectures and descriptions in the world.

The slaves of power mind the cause they have to serve, because their own interest is concerned; but the friends of liberty always sacrifice their cause, which is only the cause of humanity, to their own spleen, vanity, and self-opinion.

The soil of friendship is worn out with constant use. Habit may still attach us to each other, but we feel ourselves fettered by it. Old friends might be compared to old married people without the tie of children.