He that never thinks can never be wise.

A newswriter is a man without virtue, who lies at home for his own profit.

The joy of life is variety; the tenderest love requires to be rekindled by intervals of absence.

To dread no eye and to suspect no tongue is the great prerogative of innocence--an exemption granted only to invariable virtue.

He that voluntarily continues in ignorance, is guilty of all the crimes which ignorance produces.

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

Sorrow is properly that state of the mind in which our desires are fixed upon the past without looking forward to the future.