Women are proverbially credulous.

Him, who incessantly laughs in the street, you may commonly hear grumbling in his closet.

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.

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

The public seldom forgive twice.

Where pride begins, love ceases.

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