Politeness, however, acts the lady's maid to our thoughts; and they are washed, dressed, curled, rouged, and perfumed, before they are presented to the public.

Few save the poor feel for the poor.

... many a heart is caught in the rebound ... Pride may be soothed by the ready devotion of another; vanity may be excited the more keenly by recent mortification.

Alas! we give our own coloring to the actions of others.

The truth is, we never make for others the allowance we make for ourselves; and we should deny even our own words, could we hear them spoken by another.

In sad truth, half our forebodings of our neighbors are but our own wishes, which we are ashamed to utter in any other form.

doubts, like facts, are stubborn things.