It would hardly be possible to exaggerate man's wretchedness if it were not so easy to overestimate his sensibility

Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.

To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.

Do not have evil-doers for friends, do not have low people for friends: have virtuous people for friends, have for friends the best of men.

There is no cure for birth and death save to enjoy the interval.

The passions grafted on wounded pride are the most inveterate; they are green and vigorous in old age.

Each religion, by the help of more or less myth, which it takes more or less seriously, proposes some method of fortifying the human soul and enabling it to make its peace with its destiny.

Intelligence is quickness in seeing things as they are.

Experience seems to most of us to lead to conclusions, but empiricism has sworn never to draw them.

Man is a gregarious animal, and much more so in his mind than in his body. He may like to go alone for a walk, but he hates to stand alone in his opinions.

The Difficult is that which can be done immediately; the Impossible that which takes a little longer.

The eye which turns from a white object in the light of the sun and goes into a less fully lighted place will see everything as dark.

Faith grows when it is planted in the fertile soil of God’s Word.

There is no fouler fiend than a woman when her mind is bent to evil.

It's a weird thing with accents. When I go home it gets a lot stronger, when I've had a few beers it gets a lot stronger.

Most fashion models do not look good in bikinis because they're too thin.

You don't have to be larger than life to be a hero, just larger than yourself.

And what is it, according to Plato, that philosophy is supposed to do? Nothing less than to render violence to our sense of ourselves and our world, our sense of ourselves in the world.

Anyone who achieves any kind of success, however you want to define it, sometimes can't let go of it.

To have ideas is to gather flowers; to think is to weave them into garlands.

As generations come and go, Their arts, their customs, ebb and flow; Fate, fortune, sweep strong powers away, And feeble, of themselves, decay.