Happiness grows at our own firesides, and is not to be picked in strangers' gardens.

Women, somehow, have the same fear of witty men as of fireworks.

Reputations, like beavers and cloaks, shall last some people twice the time of others.

There is peace more destructive of the manhood of living man than war is destructive of his material body.

O this itch of the ear, that breaks out at the tongue! Were not curiosity so over-busy, detraction would soon be starved to death.

Nothing is so beneficial to a young author as the advice of a man whose judgment stands constitutionally at the freezing-point.

Intemperance is the epitome of every crime, the cause of every kind of misery.