Our virtues live upon our incomes; our vices consume our capital.

An angry woman is vindictive beyond measure, and hesitates at nothing in her bitterness.

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.

The happiness of the tender heart is increased by what it can take away from the wretchedness of others.

The wonderful fortune of some writers deludes and leads to misery a great number of young people.

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

It is not what we have but what we enjoy that constitutes our abundance.