“It is ridiculous for any man to criticize on the works of another, who has not distinguished himself by his own performances.”

Misery and ignorance are always the cause of great evils. Misery is easily excited to anger, and ignorance soon yields to perfidious counsels.

According to this definition there is nothing so contradictory to his nature as error and falsehood.

There is something very sublime, though very fanciful, in Plato’s description of the Supreme Being,–that truth is His body and light His shadow.

Their is no defense against criticism except obscurity.

Admiration is a very short lived passion that immediately decays upon growing familiar with its object, unless it still be fed with fresh discoveries, and kept alive by a new perpetual succession of miracles rising up to its view.

Evil may at some future period bring forth good; and good may bring forth evil, both equally unexpected.

A man who has any relish for fine writing either discovers new beauties or receives stronger impressions from the masterly strokes of a great author every time he peruses him; besides that he naturally wears himself into the same manner of speaking and thinking.

There is noting truly valuable which can be purchased without pains and labor. The gods have set a price upon every real and noble pleasure.

Charity is a virtue of the heart, and not of the hands.

The greatest sweetener of human life is friendship.

No oppression is so heavy or lasting as that which is inflicted by the perversion and exorbitance of legal authority.

There is nothing which we receive with so much reluctance as advice.

If men would consider not so much wherein they differ, as wherein they agree, there would be far less of uncharitableness and angry feeling in the world.

Pedantry in learning is like hypocrisy inn religion–a form of knowledge without the power of it.

If you wish success in life, make perseverance your bosom friend.

One may know a man that never conversed in the world, by his excess of good-breeding.

He’s not cruel. He just does what he has to do. And in his own mind, he’s absolutely right.

Trust in your abilities and you’re the author of your own destiny.

It made me feel very old, really, because it wasn’t eccentric for its own sake, it was just very original.

A servant has two purses, the master’s and his own, but we have only one.

Nothing juices me up creatively like being in my own studio for an extended period.

A true disciple inquires not whether a fact is agreeable to his own reason.

My own is of someone who is talented and tries to help other children.

To love something, someone. You don’t need to own them.