Deviation from Nature is deviation from happiness.

..to write and to live are very different. Many who praise virtue, do no more than praise it.

As pride sometimes is hid under humility, idleness if often covered by turbulence and hurry.

A quibble is to Shakespeare what luminous vapours are to the traveller: he follows it at all adventures; it is sure to lead him out of his way and sure to engulf him in the mire.

There are minds so impatient of inferiority that their gratitude is a species of revenge, and they return benefits, not because recompense is a pleasure, but because obligation is a pain.

There are few minds to which tyranny is not delightful.

The hopes of zeal are not wholly groundless.