A True Philosopher Is Beyond The Reach

The Most Pernicious Of Absurdities Is That Weak, Blind, Stupid Faith Is Better Than The Constant Practice Of Every Human Virtue.

There Is No Eloquence Which Does Not Agitate The Soul.

Not Dancing Well, I Never Danced At All--and How Grievously Has My Heart Ached When Others Where In The Full Enjoyment Of That Conversation Which I Had No Right Even To Partake.

We Are No Longer Happy So Soon As We Wish To Be Happier.

Truth Is A Point, The Subtlest And Finest; Harder Than Adamant; Never To Be Broken, Worn Away, Or Blunted. Its Only Bad Quality Is, That It Is Sure To Hurt Those Who Touch It; And Likely To Draw Blood, Perhaps The Life Blood, Of Those Who Press Earnestly Upon It.