“Happy the man to whom heaven has given a morsel of bread without laying him under the obligation of thanking any other for it than heaven itself.”

Wit and humor belong to genius alone.

Since we have a good loaf, let us not look for cheesecakes.

For neither good nor evil can last for ever; and so it follows that as evil has lasted a long time, good must now be close at hand.

Everything disturbs an absent lover.

Riches are of little avail in many of the calamities to which mankind are liable.

That one man scorned and covered with scars Still strove with his last ounce of courage To reach the unreachable star.

Virtue is the truest nobility.

For a man to attain to an eminent degree in learning costs him time, watching, hunger, nakedness, dizziness in the head, weakness in the stomach, and other inconveniences.

Anyone who does not know how to make the most of his luck has no right to complain if it passes by him.

The pen is the tongue of the mind.

The gratification of wealth is not found in mere possession or in lavish expenditure, but in its wise application.

He who gives early gives twice.

Wit and humor do not reside in slow minds.

A closed mouth catches no flies.

Great expectations are better than a poor possession.

What man can pretend to know the riddle of a woman’s mind?

Give them bread and circuses and they will never revolt.

Independent bread alone can redeem woman from her curse of subjection to man.

There is not a woman born who desires to eat the bread of dependence, no matter whether it be from the hand of father, husband, or brother; for anyone who does so eat her bread places herself in the power of the person from whom she takes it.

The Eucharist prepares us for a place in eternity, because it is the Bread of Heaven.

My piece of bread only belongs to me when I know that everyone else has a share, and that no one starves while I eat.

People who treat other people as less than human must not be surprised when the bread they have cast on the waters comes floating back to them, poisoned.

If they can make penicillin out of moldy bread, then they can sure make something out of you.

To be sensual, I think, is to respect and rejoice in the force of life, of life itself, and to be present in all that one does, from the effort of loving to the breaking of bread.