Of all the affections which attend human life, the love of glory is the most ardent.

Conversation never sits easier upon us than when we now and then discharge ourselves in a symphony of laughter, which may not improperly be called the chorus of conversation.

A woman seldom writes her mind but in her postscript

When a man is not disposed to hear music, there is not a more disagreeable sound in harmony than that of the violin.

Nothing can atone for the lack of modesty; without which beauty is ungraceful and wit detestable.

Of all the affections which attend human life, the love of glory is the most ardent.

A little in drink, but at all times your faithful husband.