There is no such thing as perfect happiness.

Naturam expellas furca, tamen usque revenit. You can drive nature out with a pitchfork, she will nevertheless come back.

Amiability shines by its own light.

Anger is a brief lunacy.

The power of daring anything their fancy suggest, as always been conceded to the painter and the poet.

In my youth I thought of writing a satire on mankind! but now in my age I think I should write an apology for them.

On day is pressed on by another.