The diligent scholar is he that loves himself, and desires to have reason to applaud and love himself.

He that loves reading has everything within his reach.

Revolutions are the produce of passion, not of sober and tranquil reason.

Man is the only creature we know, that, when the term of his natural life is ended, leaves the memory of himself behind him.

He who desires, but acts not, breeds pestilence.

There can be no passion, and by consequence no love, where there is not imagination.