Of all wit's uses, the main one is to live well with who has none.

Good breeding, a union of kindness and independence.

We boast our emancipation from many superstitions; but if we have broken any idols, it is through a transfer of idolatry.

What a man does, that he has. What has he to do with hope or fear? In himself is his might. Let him regard no good as solid but that which is in his nature, and which must grow out of him as long as he exists. The goods of fortune may come and go like summer leaves; let him scatter them on every wind as the momentary signs of his infinite productiveness.

Nature is not always tricked in holiday attire, but the same scene which yesterday breathed perfume and glittered as for the frolic of the nymphs, is overspread with melancholy today. Nature always wears the colors of the spirit.

Strange is this alien despotism of Sleep which takes two persons lying in each other's arms & separates them leagues, continents,asunder.

The Englishman who has lost his fortune is said to have died of a broken heart.