I am the happiest man alive. I have that in me that can convert poverty to riches, adversity to prosperity, and I am more invulnerable than Archilles; Fortune hath not one place to hit me.
Though it be in the power of the weakest arm to take away life, it is not in the strongest to deprive us of death.
Man is a noble animal, splendid in ashes, and pompous in the grave.
Rough diamonds may sometimes be mistaken for worthless pebbles.
There are mystically in our faces certain characters which carry in them the motto of our souls, wherein he that cannot read A, B, C may read our natures.
Men live by intervals of reason under the sovereignty of humor and passion.