No man ever reaches manhood till a woman's tenderness Is a part of his possession.

Taste may be compared to that exquisite sense of the bee, which instantly discovers and extracts the quintessence of every flower, and disregards all the rest of it.

Some women destroy all your sensibility towards them by their coldness, others by their heat.

How happy is it for us, that the admiration of others should depend so much more on their ignorance than our perfection!

If they who understand the utmost refinement of any art will enjoy the perfection of it in a manner superior to other men, will they not amply pay for that advantage in feeling more than other men the imperfection of it, which in the natural course of things must so much oftener fall in their way?

Politics is the food of sense exposed to the hunger of folly.

The criterion of true beauty is that it increases on examination; if false, that it lessens.