Those can most easily dispense with society who are the most calculated to adorn it; they only are dependent on it who possess no mental resources, for though they bring nothing to the general mart, like beggars, they are too poor to stay at home.

There are no persons capable of stooping so low as those who desire to rise in the world.

Happiness is a rare plant that seldom takes root on earth-few ever enjoyed it, except for a brief period; the search after it is rarely rewarded by the discovery, but there is an admirable substitute for it... a contented spirit.

Mediocrity is beneath a brave soul.

Here Fashion is a despot, and no one dreams of evading its dictates.

Love and enthusiasm are always ridiculous, when not reciprocated by their objects.

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