Poverty may be the mother of crime, but lack of good sense is the father.

Two persons cannot long be friends if they cannot forgive each other's little failings.

Grief at the absence of a loved one is happiness compared to life with a person one hates.

A vain man finds it wise to speak good or ill of himself; a modest man does not talk of himself.

One seeks to make the loved one entirely happy, or, if that cannot be, entirely wretched.

The most amiable people are those who least wound the self-love of others.

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.