There si nothing upon the face of the earth so insipid as a medium. Give me love or hate! A friend that will go to jail for me, or an enemy that will run me through the body!

The laws of custom make our [returning a visit] necessary. O how I hate this vile custom which obliges us to make slaves of ourselves! to sell the most precious property we boast, our time;--and to sacrifice it to every prattling impertinent who chooses to demand it!

Insensibility, of all kinds, and on all occasions, most moves my imperial displeasure

Travelling is the ruin of all happiness. There's no looking at a building here after seeing Italy.

A youthful mind is seldom totally free from ambition; to curb that, is the first step to contentment, since to diminish expectation is to increase enjoyment.

The Spring is generally fertile in new acquaintances.

Tis best to build no castles in the air.