Prejudices are the chains forged by ignorance to keep men apart.

Superstition is but the fear of belief.

Our weaknesses are the indigenous produce of our characters; but our strength is the forced fruit.

There are some chagrins of the heart which a friend ought to try to console without betraying a knowledge of their existence, as there are physical maladies which a physician ought to seek to heal without letting the sufferer know that he has discovered their extent.

Love in France is a comedy; in England a tragedy; in Italy an opera seria; and in Germany a melodrama.

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

Memory seldom fails when its office is to show us the tombs of our buried hopes.