To a generous mind few circumstances are more afflicting than a discovery of perfidy in those whom we have trusted.

Happiness arises in a state of peace, not of tumult.

There is no accounting for tastes.

To discover depravity in those whom we have loved, is one of the most exquisite tortures to a virtuous mind, and the conviction is often rejected before it is finally admitted.

One act of beneficence, one act of real usefulness, is worth all the abstract sentiment in the world.

Vanity often produces unreasonable alarm.

What has a man's face to do with his character? Can a man of good character help having a disagreeable face?