“Many things which cannot be overcome when they are together yielding themselves up when taken little by little.”

Adversity is the only balance to weigh friends.

No beast is more savage than man when possessed with power answerable to his rage.

But a man cannot by writing a bill of divorce to his vice get rid of all trouble at once, and enjoy tranquillity by living apart.

An imbalance between rich and poor is the oldest and most fatal ailment of all republics.

The superstitious man wishes he did not believe in gods, as the atheist does not, but fears to disbelieve in them.

The poor go to war, to fight and die for the delights, riches, and superfluities of others.

In a certain faraway land the cold is so intense that words freeze as soon as they are uttered, and after some time then thaw and become audible so that words spoken in winter go unheard until the next summer.

The truly pious must negotiate a difficult course between the precipice of godlessness and the marsh of superstition.

Come and take them.

I am all that hath been, and is, and shall be, and my veil no mortal has hitherto raised.

A few vices are sufficient to darken many virtues.

Remember what Simonides said, that he never repented that he had held his tongue, but often that he had spoken.

The future bears down upon each one of us with all the hazards of the unknown. The only way out is through.

To find fault is easy; to do better may be difficult.

To make no mistakes is not in the power of man, but from their errors and mistakes, the wise and good learn wisdom for the future.

Character is simply a habit long continued.