It is not death, it is dying that alarms me.
If you don't know how to die, don't worry; Nature will tell you what to do on the spot, fully and adequately. She will do this job perfectly for you; don't bother your head about it.
Death, they say, acquits us of all obligations.
Confidence in the goodness of another is good proof of one's own goodness.
I do myself a greater injury in lying than I do him of whom I tell a lie.
One may be humble out of pride.
'Tis the sharpness of our mind that gives the edge to our pains and pleasures.
My trade and art is to live.
As an enemy is made more fierce by our flight, so Pain grows proud to see us knuckle under it. She will surrender upon much better terms to those who make head against her.
Hath God obliged himself not to exceed the bounds of our knowledge?
The world is but a perpetual see-saw.