Heaven should be kind to stupid people, for no one else can be consistently.
People who climb from one rung of society to another can never do anything simply.
The human heart may find here and there a resting-place short of the highest height of affection, but we seldom stop in the steep, downward slope of hatred.
At fifteen, beauty and talent do not exist; there can only be promise of the coming woman.
A man is a poor creature compared to a woman.
The life of a man who deliberately runs through his fortune often becomes a business speculation; his friends, his pleasures, patrons, and acquaintances are his capital.