Universal love is a glove without fingers, which fits all bands alike and none closely; but true affection is like a glove with fingers, which fits one hand only, and sits close to that one.

The purer the golden vessel, the more readily is it bent; the higher worth of woman is sooner lost than that of man.

Memory, wit, fancy, acuteness, cannot grow young again in old age, but the heart can.

Nothing is more beautiful than cheerfulness in an old face.

Poverty is the only load which is the heavier the more loved ones there are to assist in bearing it.

It is simpler and easier to flatter people than to praise them.

Man's feelings are always purest and most glowing in the hour of meeting and of farewell.