The heart that once has been bathed in love's pure fountain retains the pulse of youth forever.

It appears to be among the laws of nature, that the mighty of intellect should be pursued and carped by the little, as the solitary flight of one great bird is followed by the twittering petulance of many smaller.

Goodness does not more certainly make men happy than happiness makes them good.

Fame, they tell you, is air; but without air there is no life for any; without fame there is none for the best.

There are proud men of so much delicacy that it almost conceals their pride, and perfectly excuses it.

There is nothing on earth divine except humanity.

A critic is never too severe when he only detects the faults of an author. But he is worse than too severe when, in consequence of this detection, be presumes to place himself on a level with genius.