Envy, like flame, blackens that which is above it, and which it cannot reach.

Loud indignation against vice often stands for virtue in the eyes of bigots.

It is only before those who are glad to hear it, and anxious to spread it, that we find it easy to speak ill of others.

Conscience whispers, but interest screams aloud.

In love we are not only liable to betray ourselves, but also the secrets of others.

Happiness is where we find it, but rarely where we seek it.

To endeavor to move by the same discourse hearers who differ in age, sex, position and education is to attempt to open all locks with the same key.