Neither refinement nor delicacy is indispensable to produce elegance.

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

Borrowed wit is the poorest wit.

The enemy of art is the enemy of nature; art is nothing but the highest sagacity and exertion of human nature; and what nature will he honour who honours not the human?

He who, silent, loves to be with us - he who loves us in our silence - has touched one of the keys that ravish hearts.

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.

Fools learn nothing from wise men, but wise men learn much from fools.