Tenderness Is The Rest Of Passion.

A Thought Is A Thing As Real As A Cannonball.

Ideas Never Lack For Words. It Is Words That Lack Ideas. As Soon As The Idea Has Come To Its Last Degree Of Perfection, The Word Blossoms.

Misery Is Almost Always The Result Of Thinking.

Words, Like Glasses, Obscure Everything They Do Not Make Clear. Before Using A Fine Word, Make A Place For It.

Old Age Was Naturally More Honored In Times When People Could Not Know Much More Than What They Had Seen.