A short cut to riches is to subtract from our desires.
There is no lighter burden, nor more agreeable, than a pen.
I know and love the good, yet, ah! the worst pursue.
Books never pall on me. They discourse with us, they take counsel with us, and are united to us by a certain living chatty familiarity. And not only does each book inspire the sense that it belongs to its readers, but it also suggests the name of others, and one begets the desire of the other.
Man has no greater enemy than himself. I have acted contrary to my sentiments and inclination; throughout our whole lives we do what we never intended, and what we proposed to do, we leave undone.
The aged love what is practical while impetuous youth longs only for what is dazzling.
Who naught suspects is easily deceived.
Great errors seldom originate but with men of great minds.
Rarely do great beauty and great virtue dwell together.
Virtue is health, vice is sickness.
While life is in your body, you have the rein of all thoughts in your hands.
Mere elegance of language can produce at best but an empty renown.
A good death does honour to a whole life.
I rejoiced in my progress, mourned my weaknesses, and commiserated the universal instability of human conduct.
I freeze and burn, love is bitter and sweet, my sighs are tempests and my tears are floods, I am in ecstasy and agony, I am possessed by memories of her and I am in exile from myself.
I have taken pride in others, never in myself.
If a hundred or a thousand people, all of the same age, of the same constitution and habits, were suddenly seized by the same illness, and one half of them were to place themselves under the care of doctors, such as they are in our time, whilst the other half entrusted themselves to Nature and to their own discretion, I have not the slightest doubt that there would be more cases of death amongst the former, and more cases of recovery among the latter.
I desire that death find me ready and writing, or if it please Christ, praying and intears.
I would have preferred to have been born in any other time than our own.
How difficult it is to save the bark of reputation from the rocks of ignorance.
Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief
To be able to say how much love, is love but little.
The end of doubt is the beginning of repose.
For style beyond the genius never dares.
Wanting is not enough, long and you attain it.
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