Habit is the cement of society, the comfort of life, and, alas! The root of error.

Genius always looks forward, and not only sees what is, but what necessarily will be.

Pleasure is the business of the young, business the pleasure of the old.

Two men are equally free from the rage of ambition; are they therefore equal in merit? Perhaps not; one may be above ambition, the other below it.

No fruit has a more precise marked period of maturity, than love; if neglected to be gathered at that time, it will certainly fall to the ground and die away.

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

How seldom is generosity perfect and pure! How often do men give because it throws a certain inferiority on those who receive, and superiority on themselves!