... it's vastly more irksome to give up one's own way, than to hear a few impertinent remarks.

To a heart formed for friendship and affection the charms of solitude are very short-lived.

You must learn not only to judge but to act for yourself.

Can any thing, my good Sir, be more painful to a friendly mind than a necessity of communicating disagreeable intelligence? Indeed, it is sometimes difficult to determine, whether the relater or the receiver of evil tidings is most to be pitied.

For my part, I confess I seldom listen to the players: one has so much to do, in looking about and finding out one's acquaintance, that, really, one has no time to mind the stage. One merely comes to meet one's friends, and show that one's alive.

Never shall I recollect the occasion he gave me of displeasure, without feeling it renewed.

I am tired to death! tired of every thing! I would give the universe for a disposition less difficult to please. Yet, after all, what is there to give pleasure? When one has seen one thing, one has seen every thing.