It is only an error of judgment to make a mistake, but it argues an infirmity of character to adhere to it when discovered.

At the best, sarcasms, bitter irony, scathing wit, are a sort of swordplay of the mind. You pink your adversary, and he is forthwith dead; and then you deserve to be hung for it.

Loss of sincerity is loss of vital power.

Successful love takes a load off our hearts, and puts it upon our shoulders.

The life even of a just man is a round of petty frauds; that of a knave a series of greater. We degrade life by our follies and vices, and then complain that the unhappiness which is only their accompaniment is inherent in the constitution of things.

Alas, the transports beauty can inspire!

When all else is lost, the future still remains.