“When we are young, we are slavishly employed in procuring something whereby we may live comfortably when we grow old; and when we are old, we perceive it is too late to live as we proposed.”

In faith and hope the world will disagree, but all mankind’s concern is charity.

He best can paint them who shall feel them most.

Vices and virtues are of a strange nature, for the more we have, the fewer we think we have.

No one should be ashamed to admit they are wrong, which is but saying, in other words, that they are wiser today than they were yesterday.

If, presume not to God to scan; The proper study of Mankind is Man. Plac’d on this isthmus of a middle state, a being darkly wise, and rudely great.

Never find fault with the absent.

Learning is like mercury, one of the most powerful and excellent things in the world in skillful hands; in unskillful, the most mischievous.

For what I have publish’d, I can only hope to be pardon’d; but for what I have burned, I deserve to be prais’d.

Act well your part, there all the honour lies.

Many men have been capable of doing a wise thing, more a cunning thing, but very few a generous thing.

Strength of mind is exercise, not rest.

To err is human; to forgive, divine.

Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain; awake but one, and in, what myriads rise!

Who dare to love their country, and be poor.

Vice is a monster of so frightful mien As to be hated needs but to be seen; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.

What is it to be wise? ‘Tis but to know how little can be known, To see all others’ faults, and feel our own.

Vulnerability sounds like truth and feels like courage. Truth and courage aren’t always comfortable, but they’re never weakness.

Hurt me with the truth. Don’t comfort me with a lie.

I’ve pretty much done all I can here and, you know, God will carry me the rest of the way, so I’m pretty comfortable with that.

I hope you become comfortable with the use of logic without being deceived into concluding that logic will inevitably lead you to the correct conclusion.

Normality is a paved road: It’s comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.

When you have that respect from your teammates, it makes it a lot more comfortable.

I think some aspects of writing can be taught. Obviously, you can’t teach vision or talent. But you can help with comfort.

The greatest fine art of the future will be the making of a comfortable living from a small piece of land.