Pity is a sense of our own misfortunes in those of another man; it is a sort of foresight of the disasters which may befall ourselves. We assist others,, in order that they may assist us on like occasions; so that the services we offer to the unfortunate are in reality so many anticipated kindnesses to ourselves.

Were we perfectly acquainted with the object, we should never passionately desire it.

Many men are contemptuous of riches; few can give them away.

Satire is at once the most agreeable and most dangerous of mental qualities. It always pleases when it is refined, but we always fear those who use it too much; yet satire should be allowed when unmixed with spite, and when the person satirized can join in the satire.

If we did not flatter ourselves, the flattery of others could never harm us.

We think very few people sensible, except those who are of our opinion.

It is much easier to seem fitted for posts we do not fill than for those we do.