Gold gives to the ugliest thing a certain charming air, For that without it were else a miserable affair.

The art of flatterers is to take advantage of the foibles of the great, to foster their errors, and never to give advice which may annoy.

I have the fault of being a little more sincere than is proper.

Frankly, it's good enough to lock up in a drawer.

Birth means nothing where there is no virtue.

Oh, I may be devout, but I am human all the same.

I feed on good soup, not beautiful language.