We Are No Longer Happy So Soon

The Tomb Is The Pedestal Of Greatness. I Make A Distinction Between God's Great And The King's Great.

It Has Been My Fortune To Love In General Those Men Most Who Have Thought Most Differently From Me, On Subjects Wherein Others Pardon No Discordance. I Think I Have No More Right To Be Angry With A Man, Whose Reason Has Followed Up A Process Different From What Mine Has, And Is Satisfied With The Result, Than With One Who Has Gone To Venice While I Am At Siena, And Who Writes To Me That He Likes The Place.

The Present, Like A Note In Music, Is Nothing But As It Appertains To What Is Past And What Is To Come.

Moroseness Is The Evening Of Turbulence.

Friendship Is A Vase, Which, When It Is Flawed By Heat, Or Violence, Or Accident, May As Well Be Broken At Once; It Can Never Be Trusted After.