Many a man would have turned rogue if he knew how.

The greatest pleasure in life is that of reading while we are young. I have had as much of this pleasure perhaps as any one.

By despising all that has preceded us, we teach others to despise ourselves.

Rules and models destroy genius and art.

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

If our hours were all serene, we might probably take almost as little note of them as the dial does of those that are clouded.

We grow tired of ourselves, much more of other people.