The eye is the casement at which the heart generally looks out. Many a woman who will not show herself at the door, has tipt the sly, the intelligible wink from the window.

I have my choice: who can wish for more? Free will enables us to do everything well while imposition makes a light burden heavy.

The mind can be but full. It will be as much filled with a small disagreeable occurrence, having no other, as with a large one.

Too liberal self-accusations are generally but so many traps for acquittal with applause.

Friendship is the perfection of love, and superior to love; it is love purified, exalted, proved by experience and a consent of minds. Love, Madam, may, and love does, often stop short of friendship.

Would Alexander, madman as he was, have been so much a madman, had it not been for Homer?

The laws were not made so much for the direction of good men, as to circumscribe the bad.