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

Pride destroys all symmetry and grace, and affectation is a more terrible enemy to fine faces than the small-pox.

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

It is a wonderful thing that so many, and they not reckoned absurd, shall entertain those with whom they converse by giving them the history of their pains and aches and imagine such narrations their quota of conversation.

There is hardly that person to be found who is not more concerned for the reputation of wit and sense, than honesty and virtue.

It has been a sort of maxim, that the greatest art is to conceal art; but I know not how, among some people we meet with, their greatest cunning is to appear cunning.

A Daughter: The companion, the friend, and the confidant of her mother, and the object of a pleasure something like the love between the angels to her father.