There are few defects in our nature so glaring as not to be veiled from observation by politeness and good-breeding.

Esteem has more engaging charms than friendship, or even love. It captivates hearts better, and never makes ings.

It is having in some measure a sort of wit to know how to use the wit of others.

To believe with certainty, we must begin with doubting.

It is hardly possible to suspect another without having in one's self the seeds of baseness the party is accused of.

Affectation discovers sooner what one is than it makes known what one would fain appear to be.

Politeness has been defined to be artificial good-nature; but we may affirm, with much greater propriety, that good-nature is natural politeness.