Society punishes not the vices of its members, but their detection.

Talent, like beauty, to be pardoned, must be obscure and unostentatious.

Grief is, of all the passions, the one that is the most ingenious and indefatigable in finding food for its own subsistence.

Wit lives in the present, but genius survives the future.

Yes, the meeting of dear friends atones for the regret of separation; and like it so much enhances affection, that after absence one wonders how one has been able to stay away from them so long.

People are always willing to follow advice when it accords with their own wishes.

Flowers are the bright remembrances of youth; they waft us back, with their bland odorous breath, the joyous hours that only young life knows, ere we have learnt that this fair earth hides graves.