Melancholy sees the worst of things...[rather than the best]

Some one called Sir Richard Steele the "vilest of mankind," and he retorted with proud humility, "It would be a glorious world if I were.

The cure for tender sensibilities is to make more of our objects and less of our selves.

Without death in the world, existence in it would soon become, through over-population, the most frightful of curses.

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.

If one is not virtuous he becomes vicious.

Complaint is. more contemptible than pitiful.