Great things astonish us, and small dishearten us. Custom makes both familiar.

It is in vain to ridicule a rich fool, for the laughers will be on his side.

Criticism is as often a trade as a science, requiring, as it does, more health than wit, more labour than capacity, more practice than genius.

I take sanctuary in an honest mediocrity.

A lovely countenance is the fairest of all sights, and the sweetest harmony is the sound of the voice of her whom we love.

We seldom repent talking little, but very often talking too much.

A man of the world must seem to be what he wishes to be thought.