Spare a thought for the poor introverts among us. In a world of party animals and glad-handers they're the ones who stand by the punch bowl. In a world of mixers and pub crawls they prefer to stay home with a book. Everywhere around them cell phones ring and e-mails chime and they just want a little quiet.

Storytelling in general is a communal act. Throughout human history people would gather around whether by the fire or at a tavern and tell stories. One person would chime in then another maybe someone would repeat a story they heard already but with a different spin. It's a collective process.

That which makes people dissatisfied with their condition is the chimerical idea they form of the happiness of others.

To suppose that any form of government will secure liberty or happiness without any virtue in the people is a chimerical idea.

The good opinion of mankind like the lever of Archimedes with the given fulcrum moves the world.

The simplest schoolboy is now familiar with truths for which Archimedes would have sacrificed his life.

He was thinking alone and seriously racking his brain to find a direction for this single force four times multiplied with which he did not doubt as with the lever for which Archimedes sought they should succeed in moving the world when some one tapped gently at his door.