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.

The company of fools may first make us smile, but in the end we always feel melancholy.

Ridicule has always been the enemy of enthusiasm, and the only worthy opponent to ridicule is success.

Honour sinks where commerce long prevails.

As for murmurs, mother, we grumble a little now and then, to be sure; but there's no love lost between us.

Tenderness is a virtue.

Teach erring man to spurn the rage of gain.