The mistakes of the fool are known to the world, but not to himself. The mistakes of the wise man are known to himself, but not to the world.

Time,- that black and narrow isthmus between two eternities.

Short as life is, some find it long enough to outlive their characters, their constitutions and their estates.

The wisest man may be wiser to-day than he was yesterday, and to-morrow than he is to-day. Total freedom from change would imply total freedom from error; but this is the prerogative of Omniscience alone.

The true motives of our actions, like the real pipes of an organ, are usually concealed; but the gilded and hollow pretext is pompously placed in the front for show.

There are some frauds so well conducted that it would be stupidity not to be deceived by them.

Sensibility would be a good portress if she had but one hand; with her right she opens the door to pleasure, but with her left to pain.