To get others to come into our ways of thinking, we must go over to theirs; and it is necessary to follow, in order to lead.

Old friendships are like meats served up repeatedly, cold, comfortless, and distasteful. The stomach turns against them.

Books let us into their souls and lay open to us the secrets of our own.

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.

Those who wish to forget painful thoughts do well to absent themselves for a while from, the ties and objects that recall them; but we can be said only to fulfill our destiny in the place that gave us birth.

We must overact our part in some measure, in order to produce any effect at all.

Pride is founded not on the sense of happiness, but on the sense of power.