There is many a virtuous woman weary of her trade.

The whimsicalness of our own humor is a thousand times more fickle and unaccountable than what we blame so much in fortune.

Love, all agreeable as it is, charms more by the fashion in which it displays itself, than by its own true merit.

There are few people more convinced of their own genius than those who complain of how stupid they are.

The generality of friends puts us out of conceit with friendship; just as the generality of religious people puts us out of conceit with religion.

Gratitude is a lively sense of benefits to come.

It is much better to learn to deal with the ills we have now than to speculate on those that may befall us.