There is something in the ardour and ingenousness of youth, which is particularly pleasing to the contemplation of an old man, if his feelings have not been entirely corroded by the world.

Vanity often produces unreasonable alarm.

Sentiment is a disgrace, instead of an ornament, unless it lead us to good actions.

Never will I give my hand where my heart does not accompany it.

When one can hear people moving, one does not so much mind, about one's fears.

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.

When justice happens to oppose prejudice, we are apt to believe it virtuous to disobey her.