A person may dwell so long upon a thought that it may take him a prisoner.

Gratitude is one of those things that cannot be bought.

There is an accumulative cruelty in a number of men, though none in particular are ill natured.

True merit, like a river, the deeper it is, the less noise it makes.

Hope is generally a wrong guide, though it is very good company by the way.

Formality is sufficiently revenged upon the world for being so unreasonably laughed at; it is destroyed, it is true, but it hath the spiteful satisfaction of seeing everything destroyed with it.

A man that should call everything by its right name would hardly pass the streets without being knocked down as a common enemy.