O Luxury! thou curst by Heaven's decree!

A traveler of taste will notice that the wise are polite all over the world, but the fool only at home.

Aromatic plants bestow no spicy fragrance while they grow; but crush'd or trodden to the ground, diffuse their balmy sweets around.

Paltry affectation, strained allusions, and disgusting finery are easily attained by those who choose to wear them; they are but too frequently the badges of ignorance or of stupidity, whenever it would endeavor to please.

The true use of speech is not so much to express our wants as to conceal them.

A great source of calamity lies in regret and anticipation; therefore a person is wise who thinks of the present alone, regardless of the past or future.

And e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy, The heart distrusting asks if this be joy.