The cruelty of the effeminate is more dreadful than that or the hardy.

Who forces himself on others is to himself a load. Impetuous curiosity is empty and inconstant. Prying intrusion may be suspected of whatever is little.

Dress is an index of your contents.

What knowledge is there of which man is capable that is not founded on the exterior,--the relation that exists between visible and invisible, the perceptible and the imperceptible?

The greatest of characters, no doubt, would be he, who, free of all trifling accidental helps, could see objects through one grand immutable medium, always at hand, and proof against illusion and time, reflecting every object in its true shape and colour through all the fluctuation of things.

You may depend upon it that he is a good man whose intimate friends are all good, and whose enemies are decidedly bad.

Avoid him who from mere curiosity asks three questions running about a thing that cannot interest Him.