A WISE MAN never enjoys himself so much, or a FOOL so little, as when he is alone.

Error will slip through a crack, while truth will stick in a doorway.

Advice is like castor oil — easy enough to give but dreadful hard to take.

Where religion is a trade, morality is a merchandise.

I do not know of a better cure for sorrow than to pity somebody else.

Friendship is like earthenware, once broken, it can be mended; love is like a mirror, once broken that ends it.

Dangers are sum like a kold bath, very dangerous while you stand stripped on the bank, but often not only harmless, but invigorating, if you pitch into them.