Where grief is fresh, any attempt to divert it only irritates.

No man sympathizes with the sorrows of vanity.

It is the just doom of laziness and gluttony to be inactive without ease and drowsy without tranquility.

It is dangerous for mortal beauty, or terrestrial virtue, to be examined by too strong a light. The torch of Truth shows much that we cannot, and all that we would not, see.

Corneille is to Shakespeare as a clipped hedge is to a forest.

Economy is the parent of integrity, of liberty, and of ease, and the beauteous sister of temperance, of cheerfulness and health.

My dear friend, clear your mind of can't.