Ingratitude never so thoroughly pierces the human breast as when it proceeds from those in whose behalf we have been guilty of transgressions.

The life of a coquette is one constant lie; and the only rule by which you can form any correct judgment of them is that they are never what they seem.

To the composition of novels and romances, nothing is necessary but paper, pens, and ink, with the manual capacity of using them.

The greatest part of mankind labor under one delirium or another; and Don Quixote differed from the rest, not in madness, but the species of it. The covetous, the prodigal, the superstitious, the libertine, and the coffee-house politician, are all Quixotes in their several ways.

Adversity is the trial of principle. Without it, a man hardly knows whether he is honest or not.

It is admirably remarked, by a most excellent writer, that zeal can no more hurry a man to act in direct opposition to itself than a rapid stream can carry a boat against its own current.

There are those who never reason on what they should do, but what they have done; as if Reason had her eyes behind, and could only see backwards.