In all the silent manliness of grief.

Don't let us make imaginary evils, when you know we have so many real ones to encounter.

Fear guides more than gratitude.

Pity, though it may often relieve, is but, at best, a short-lived passion, and seldom affords distress more than transitory assistance; with some it scarce lasts from the first impulse till the hand can be put into the pocket.

She who makes her husband and her children happy, who reclaims the one from vice, and trains up the other to virtue, is a much greater character than the ladies described in romance, whose whole occupation is to murder mankind with shafts from their quiver or their eyes.

He makes a very handsome corpse and becomes his coffin prodigiously.

I love everything that's old, - old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine.