Sharp is the kiss of the falcon's beak.

To dispense with ceremony is the most delicate mode of conferring a compliment.

Revenge is a common passion; it is the sin of the uninstructed.

Men are valued, not for what they are, but for what they seem to be.

How many of us have been attracted to reason; first learned to think, to draw conclusions, to extract a moral from the follies of life, by some dazzling aphorism.

There are two avenues from the little passions and the drear calamities of earth; both lead to the heaven and away from hell-Art and Science. But art is more godlike than science; science discovers, art creates.

How little praise warms out of a man the good that is in him, as the sneer of contempt which he feels is unjust chill the ardor to excel.