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

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

Jewels! It's my belief that when woman was made, jewels were invented only to make her the more mischievous.

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.

In this world truth can wait; she is used to it.

Fix yourself upon the wealthy. In a word, take this for a golden rule through life: Never, never have a friend that is poorer than yourself.

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