Every other author may aspire to praise; the lexicographer can only hope to escape reproach.

Nothing concentrates one's mind so much as the realization that one is going to be hanged in the morning!

Men hate more steadily than they love.

Every old man complains of the growing depravity of the world, of the petulance and insolence of the rising generation.

Parents are by no means exempt from the intoxication of dominion.

It was his peculiar happiness that he scarcely ever found a stranger whom he did not leave a friend; but it must likewise be added, that he had not often a friend long without obliging him to become a stranger.

The really happy woman is the one who can enjoy the scenery when she has to take a detour. Happiness is not a state to arrive at, but rather a manner of traveling.