It Is Only Certain That

The Wise Man Lives As Long As He Ought, Not So Long As He Can.

Lying Is A Terrible Vice, It Testifies That One Despises God, But Fears Men.

We Are More Unhappy To See People Ahead Of Us Than Happy To See People Behind Us.

A Little Of Everything And Nothing Thoroughly, After The French Fashion.

My Library Is My Kingdom, And Here I Try To Make My Rule Absolute-shutting Off This Single Nook From Wife, Daughter And Society. Elsewhere I Have Only A Verbal Authority, And Vague. Unhappy Is The Man, In My Opinion, Who Has No Spot At Home Where He Can Be At Home To Himself-to Court Himself And Hide Away.