All profound truths startle you in the first announcement.

Ah, tell me not that memory sheds gladness o'er the past, what is recalled by faded flowers, save that they did not last?

Memory has many conveniences, and, among others, that of foreseeing things as they have afterwards happened.

Sneering springs out of the wish to deny; and wretched must that state of mind be that wishes to take refuge in doubt.

Praise is sometimes a good thing for the diffident and the despondent. It teaches them properly to rely on the kindness of others.

When does the mind put forth its powers? when are the stores of memory unlocked? when does wit 'flash from fluent lips?' -- when but after a good dinner? Who will deny its influence on the affections? Half our friends are born of turbots and truffles.

Enthusiasm is the divine particle in our composition: with it we are great, generous, and true; without it, we are little, false, and mean.