He can feel no little wants who is in pursuit of grandeur.

Certain trifling flaws sit as disgracefully on a character of elegance as a ragged button on a court dress.

He who is passionate and hasty is generally honest. It is your cool, dissembling hypocrite of whom you should beware.

The worst of faces still is human.

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.

God protects those he loves from worthless reading.

Man without religion is a diseased creature, who would persuade himself he is well and needs not a physician; but woman without religion is raging and monstrous.