“Great errors seldom originate but with men of great minds.”

Books can warm the heart with friendly words and counsel, entering into a close relationship with us which is articulate and alive.

Reality is always the foe of famous names.

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.

Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief.

The aged love what is practical while impetuous youth longs only for what is dazzling.

It is more honorable to be raised to a throne than to be born to one. Fortune bestows the one, merit obtains the other.

A good death does honour to a whole life.

He loves but lightly who his love can tell.

Ruthless striving, overcomes everything.

It is better to will the good than to know the truth.

Continued work and application form my soul’s nourishment. So soon as I commenced to rest and relax I should cease to live.

I know and love the good, yet, ah! the worst pursue.

Virtue is health, vice is sickness.

Often have I wondered with much curiosity as to our coming into this world and what will follow our departure.

How difficult it is to save the bark of reputation from the rocks of ignorance.

An equal doom clipp’d Time’s blest wings of peace.

I don’t know any more about the future than you do. I hope that it will be full of work, because I have come to know by experience that work is the nearest thing to happiness that I can find. I want a busy life, a just mind and a timely death.

Strongest minds are often those whom the noisy world hears least.

The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind.

Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.

If my mind can conceive it, and my heart can believe it, I know I can achieve it.

The mind is the greatest bomb.

In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.

There is a basin in the mind where words float around on thought and thought on sound and sight. Then there is a depth of thought untouched by words, and deeper still a gulf of formless feelings untouched by thought.