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

You think him to be your dupe; if he feigns to be so who is the greater dupe, he or you?

We all covet wealth, but not its perils.

In art them is a point of perfection, as of goodness or maturity in nature; he who is able to perceive it, and who loves it, has perfect taste; he who does not feel it, or loves on this side or that, has an imperfect taste.

A coxcomb is the blockhead's man of merit.

When what you read elevates your mind and fills you with noble aspirations, look for no other rule by which to judge a book; it is good, and is the work of a master-hand.

A man's worth is estimated in this world according to his conduct.