Popularity is neither fame nor greatness.

We often forget our dreams so speedily: if we cannot catch them as they are passing out at the door, we never set eyes on them again.

To great evils we submit, we resent little provocations.

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

A situation in a public office is secure, but laborious and mechanical, and without the great springs of life, hope and fear.

Perhaps the best cure for the fear of death is to reflect that life has a beginning as well as an end.

Popularity disarms envy in well-disposed minds. Those are ever the most ready to do justice to others who feel that the world has done them justice. When success has not this effect in opening the mind, it is a sign that it has been ill deserved.