A hug is worth a thousand words.

The avarice of the miser may be termed the grand sepulchral of all his other passions, as they successively decay.

It is astonishing how much more anxious people are to lengthen life than to improve it; and as misers often lose large sums of money in attempting to make more, so do hypochondriacs squander large sums of time in search of nostrums by which they vainly hope they may get more time to squander.

The good opinion of our fellow men is the strongest, though not the purest motive to virtue.

Ambition makes the same mistake concerning power that avarice makes concerning wealth. She begins by accumulating power as a means to happiness, and she finishes by continuing to accumulate it as an end.

A coxcomb begins by determining that his own profession is the first; and he finishes by deciding that he is the first of profession.

Opinions, like showers, are generated in high places, but they invariably descend into lower ones, and ultimately flow down to the people as rain unto the sea.