Love is friendship set on fire.
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Habits are the daughters of action, but then they nurse their mother, and produce daughters after her image, but far more beautiful and prosperous.
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Secrecy is the chastity of friendship.
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No man can tell but he that loves his children, how many delicious accents make a man's heart dance in the pretty conversation of those dear pledges; their childishness, their stammering, their little angers, their innocence, their imperfections, their necessities, are so many little emanations of joy and comfort to him that delights in their persons and society.
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A celibate, like the fly in the heart of an apple, dwells in a perpetual sweetness, but sits alone, and is confined and dies in singularity.
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What can be more foolish than to think that all this rare fabric of heaven and earth could come by chance, when all the skill of science is not able to make an oyster.
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Men are apt to prefer a prosperous error to an afflicted truth.
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Nothing is greater or more fearful sacrilege than to prostitute the great name of God to the petulancy of an idle tongue.
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Friendship is the allay of our sorrows, the ease of our passions, the discharge of our oppressions, the sanctuary to our calamities, the counselor of our doubts, the clarity of our minds.
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The union of hands and hearts.
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Mistake not. Those pleasures are not pleasures that trouble the quiet and tranquillity of thy life.
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Knowledge comes by eyes always open and working hard, and there is no knowledge that is not power.
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It is impossible to make people understand their ignorance; for it requires knowledge to perceive it and therefore he that can perceive it hath it not.
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He that speaketh against his own reason speaks against his own conscience, and therefore it is certain that no man serves God with a good conscience who serves him against his reason.
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Meditation is the tongue of the soul and the language of our spirit.
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It is impossible to make people understand their ignorance for it requires knowledge to perceive it and therefore he that can perceive it hath it not.
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Ignorance is the mother of devotion.
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No sin is small.
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