It is worse to apprehend than to suffer.

False modesty is the refinement of vanity. It is a lie.

Friendship * * * is a long time in forming, it is of slow growth, through many trials and months of familiarity.

There is what is called the highway to posts and honor, and there is a cross and by way, which is much the shortest.

We seldom repent of speaking little, very often of speaking too much: a vulgar and trite maxim, which all the world knows and, but which all the world does not practice

How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude!

A blockhead cannot come in, nor go away, nor sit, nor rise, nor stand, like a man of sense.