He who comes from the kitchen, smells of its smoke; and he who adheres to a sect, has something of its cant; the college air pursues the student; and dry inhumanity him who herds with literary pedants.

In the society of ladies, want of sense is not so unpardonable as want of manners.

Conscience is the sentinel of virtue.

The more any one speaks of himself, the less he likes to hear another talked of.

The public seldom forgive twice.

Intuition is the clear conception of the whole at once.

The conscience is more wise than science.