A beautiful smile is to the female countenance what the sunbeam is to the landscape; it embellishes an inferior face and redeems an ugly one.

The worst of faces still is human.

Who partakes in another's joys is a more humane character than he who partakes in his griefs.

Those who speak always and those who never speak are equally unfit for friendship. A food proportion of the talent of listening and speaking is the base of social virtues.

The affectation of sanctity is a blotch on the face of piety.

His calumny is not only the greatest benefit a rogue can confer on us, but the only service he will perform for nothing.

The true friend of truth and good loves them under all forms, but he loves them most under the most simple form.