Pain is less subject than pleasure to careless expression.

Some people wave their dogmatic thinking until their own reason is entangled.

It is commonly observed, that when two Englishmen meet, their first talk is of the weather; they are in haste to tell each other, what each must already know, that it is hot or cold, bright or cloudy, windy or calm.

Difficult do you call it, Sir? I wish it were impossible.

Human happiness has always its abatements; the brightest sunshine of success is not without a cloud.

Bravery has no place where it can avail nothing.

Surely nothing is more reproachful to a being endowed with reason, than to resign its powers to the influence of the air, and live in dependence on the weather and the wind, for the only blessings which nature has put into our power, tranquillity and benevolence. To look up to the sky for the nutriment of our bodies, is the condition of nature; to call upon the sun for peace and gaiety, or deprecate the clouds lest sorrow should overwhelm us, is the cowardice of idleness, and the idolatry of folly.