The public seldom forgive twice.
Neither refinement nor delicacy is indispensable to produce elegance.
You may tell a man thou art a fiend, but not your nose wants blowing; to him alone who can bear a thing of that kind, you may tell all.
How few our real wants, and how vast our imaginary ones!
The more any one speaks of himself, the less he likes to hear another talked of.
The less you can enjoy, the poorer, the scantier yourself - the more you can enjoy, the richer, the more vigorous.