There is a noble manner of being poor, and who does not know it will never be rich.
He robs present ills of their power who has perceived their coming beforehand.
Death takes us piecemeal, not at a gulp.
All things are cause for either laughter or weeping.
We are so vain as to set the highest value upon those things to which nature has assigned the lowest place. What can be more coarse and rude in the mind than the precious metals, or more slavish and dirty than the people that dig and work them? And yet they defile our minds more than our bodies, and make the possessor fouler than the artificer of them. Rich men, in fine, are only the greater slaves.
Why do I not seek some real good; one which I could feel, not one which I could display?
The approach of liberty makes even an old man brave.
Great is he who enjoys his earthenware as if it were plate, and not less great is the man to whom all his plate is no more that earthenware.
Whatever fortune has raised to a height, she has raised only to cast it down.
The tempest threatens before it comes; houses creak before they fall.
Who-only let him be a man and intent upon honor-is not eager for the honorable ordeal and prompt to assume perilous duties? To what energetic man is not idleness a punishment?
He worships God who knows him.
Some pretend want of power to make a competent return; and you shall find in others a kind of graceless modesty, that makes a man ashamed of requiting an obligation, because it is a confession that he has received one.
These individulas have riches just as we say that we 'have a fever,' when really the fever has us.
Behold a worthy sight, to which the God, turning his attention to his own work, may direct his gaze. Behold an equal thing, worthy of a God, a brave man matched in conflict with evil fortune.
What is more insane than to vent on senseless things the anger that is felt towards men?
The key to getting everything you want is to never put all your begs in one ask-it!
God has given some gifts to the whole human race, from which no one is excluded.
All my life I have been seeking to climb out of the pit of my besetting sins and I cannot do it and I never will unless a hand is let down to draw me up.
What is true belongs to me!
Simple is the language of truth.
Calamity is virtue's opportunity.
Such is the blindness, nay the insanity of mankind, that some men are driven to death by the fear of it.
Anger is like those ruins which smash themselves on what they fall.
To things which you bear with impatience you should accustom yourself, and, by habit you will bear them well.
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