Study is the bane of childhood, the oil of youth, the indulgence of adulthood, and a restorative in old age.
Many laws as certainly make bad men, as bad men make many laws.
Truth, like the juice of the poppy, in small quantities, calms men; in larger, heats and irritates them, and is attended by fatal consequences in excess.
No ashes are lighter than those of incense, and few things burn out sooner.
In argument, truth always prevails finally; in politics, falsehood always.
Kindness in ourselves is the honey that blunts the sting of unkindness in another.
The flame of anger, bright and brief, sharpens the barb of love.
Ambition has but one reward for all: A little power, a little transient fame; A grave to rest in, and a fading name!
Ambition is but avarice on stilts, and masked.