The method of the critic is to balance praises with censure, and thus to do justice to the subject and--his own discrimination.

False friends are like our shadow, keeping close to us while we walk in the sunshine, but leaving us the instant we cross into the shade.

Doubt whom you will, but never yourself.

Our first and last love is self-love.

The scope of an intellect is not to be measured with a tape-string, or a character deciphered from the shape or length of a nose.

It is the passion that is in a kiss that gives to it its sweetness; it is the affection in a kiss that sanctifies it.

We fear things in proportion to our ignorance of them.

The opinions of the misanthropical rest upon this very partial basis, that they adopt the bad faith of a few as evidence of the worthlessness of all.

The lively and mercurial are as open books, with the leaves turned down at the notable passages. Their souls sit at the windows of their eyes, seeing and to be seen.

Tears are nature's lotion for the eyes. The eyes see better for being washed by them.

The passions are like fire, useful in a thousand ways and dangerous only in one, through their excess.

It's hard to leave the only place you've known.

Sometimes things happen that give me cause to believe I no longer exist. Car park barriers which do not lift when I drive towards them, automatic doors which do not open automatically as I approach.

Among all the tests President Obama faced in his first term, his biggest failure was climate change.

Wisdom in groups is earned by gathering useful data, exploring diverse perspectives, respecting different viewpoints, and then shaped through critical reflection on behalf of tangible outcomes.

Create your own path and stop waiting for things to come your way. The longer you wait, the further others go.

It is an easy and vulgar thing to please the mob, and no very arduous task to astonish them.

Canada's the best country in the world.

I began writing after my child was seriously hurt in a day care center accident, and I wanted to come home to be with her during her recovery.

What's for dinner is the only question many husbands ask their wives, and the only one to which they care about the answer.

I don't know why people who got what they need to be happy don't just go ahead and be happy.