Whenever I hear a man talking of the advantages of our ill-used sex, I look upon it as the prelude to some new act of authority.

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

Social life is filled with doubts and vain aspirings; solitude, when the imagination is dethroned, is turned to weariness and ennui.

The lover and the physician are each popular from the same cause - we talk to them of nothing but ourselves.

Thou know'st how fearless is my trust in thee.

If there be any one habit which more than another is the dry rot of all that is high and generous in youth, it is the habit of ridicule.

Delicious tears! The heart's own dew.