Haste is always ungraceful.

The most certain mode of making people content with us is to make them content with themselves.

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.

Men are capable of making great sacrifices, who are not willing to make the lesser ones, on which so much of the happiness of life depends. The great sacrifices are seldom called for, but the minor ones are in daily requisition; and the making them with cheerfulness and grace enhances their value.

We are more prone to murmur at the punishment of our faults than to lament them.

Reason dissipates the illusions of life, but does not console us for their departure.

Many minds that have withstood the most severe trials have been broken down by a succession of ignoble cares.