The finest language is mostly made up of simple unimposing words.
There is no sense of ease like the ease we felt in those scenes where we were born.
That farewell kiss which resembles greeting, that last glance of love which becomes the sharpest pang of sorrow.
Opinions: men's thoughts about great subjects. Taste: their thoughts about small ones: dress, behavior, amusements, ornaments.
Go forward with joyful confidence.
Confound you handsome young fellows! You think of having it all your own way in the world. You don't understand women. They don't admire you half so much as you admire yourselves.