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

When we bring back with us the objects most dear, and find those we left unchanged, we are tempted to doubt the lapse of time; but one link in the chain of affection broken, and every thing seems altered.

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

Some people are capable of making great sacrifices, but few are capable of concealing how much the effort has cost them; and it is this concealment that constitutes their value.

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

Mediocrity is beneath a brave soul.

Listeners beware, for ye are doomed never to hear good of yourselves.