We are always more disposed to laugh at nonsense than at genuine wit; because the nonsense is more agreeable to us, being more comfortable to our natures.
Gold adulterates one thing only,--the human heart.
It is the same in love as in war; a fortress that parleys is half taken.
Bashfulness is not becoming to maidenhood, though modesty always is.
Mistrust is the sure forerunner of hatred.
The cup of joy is heaviest when empty.