We do not like to praise, and seldom praise anyone without self-interest.

There are some people upon whom their very faults and failings sit gracefully; and there are others whose very excellencies and accomplishments do not become them.

There are follies as catching as contagious disorders.

To safeguard one's health at the cost of too strict a diet is a tiresome illness, indeed.

We often are consoled by our want of reason for misfortunes that reason could not have comforted.

In the presence of some people we inevitably depart From ourselves: we are inaccurate, we say things we do not feel, And talk nonsense. When we get home we are conscious that we Have made fools of ourselves. Never go near these people.

The defects and faults of the mind are like wounds in the body; after all imaginable care has been taken to heal them up, still there will be a scar left behind, and they are in continual danger of breaking the skin and bursting out again.