Quality, not quantity, is my measure.

A piece of simple goodness--a letter gushing from the heart; a beautiful unstudied vindication of the worth and untiring sweetness of human nature--a record of the invulnerability of man, armed with high purpose, sanctified by truth.

Modesty is a bright dish-cover, which makes us fancy there is something very nice underneath it.

Wit, like money, bears an extra value when rung down immediately it is wanted. Men pay severely who require credit.

Wits, like drunken men with swords, are apt to draw their steel upon their best acquaintances.

Etiquette has no regard for moral qualities.

Love the sea? I dote upon it--from the beach.