I hate the word 'ought' - it always implies something dull, cold, and commonplace. The 'ought nots' of life are its pleasantest things.

no hour arrives so soon as the one we dread.

ingratitude is the necessary consequence of receiving favors of which we are ashamed.

A woman's fame is the tomb of her happiness.

Assuredly, meeting after absence, is one of - ah, no! - it is life's most delicious feeling.

Occupation is one great source of enjoyment. No man, properly occupied, was ever miserable.

to the many, witticisms not only require to be explained, like riddles, but are also like new shoes, which people require to wear many times before they get accustomed to them.