And your defect is a propensity to hate everybody." "And yours," he replied with a smile, "is willfully to misunderstand them.

For what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbors and laugh at them in our turn?

...when pain is over, the remembrance of it often becomes a pleasure.

General benevolence, but not general friendship, made a man what he ought to be.

There is something in the eloquence of the pulpit, when it is really eloquence, which is entitled to the highest praise and honour. The preacher who can touch and affect such an heterogeneous mass of hearers, on subjects limited, and long worn thread-bare in all common hands; who can say any thing new or striking, any thing that rouses the attention, without offending the taste, or wearing out the feelings of his hearers, is a man whom one could not (in his public capacity) honour enough.

We live at home, quiet, confined, and our feelings prey upon us.

Give me but a little cheerful company, let me only have the company of the people I love, let me only be where I like and with whom I like, and the devil may take the rest, say I.