We may have many acquaintances, but we can have but few friends; this made Aristotle say that he that hath many friends hath none.

In this work are exhibited, in a very high degree, the two most engaging powers of an author. New things are made familiar, and familiar things are made new.

The world is like a grand staircase, some are going up and some are going down.

In the bottle discontent seeks for comfort, cowardice for courage, and bashfulness for confidence.

The true effect of genuine politeness seems to be rather ease than pleasure.

Pride is seldom delicate, it will please itself with very mean advantages; and envy feels not its own happiness, but when it may be compared with the misery of others

When there is no hope, there can be no endeavor.