Happiness is an exotic of celestial birth.
Those that vow the most are the least sincere.
My valour is certainly going! - it is sneaking off! - I feel it oozing out as it were at the palms of my hands!
There 's nothing like being used to a thing.
There's no possibility of being witty without a little ill-nature - the malice of a good thing is the barb that makes it stick.
A practitioner in panegyric, or, to speak more plainly, a professor of the art of puffing.