Wherever there is excessive wealth, there is also in the train of it excessive poverty.

He who brings ridicule to bear against truth finds in his hand a blade without a hilt. The most sparkling and pointed flame of wit flickers and expires against the incombustible walls of her sanctuary.

In the hours of distress and misery, the eyes of every mortal turn to friendship; in the hours of gladness and conviviality, what is our want? It is friendship. When the heart overflows with gratitude, or with any other sweet or sacred sentiment, what is the word to which it would give utterance? A friend.

Truth sometimes corner unawares upon Caution, and sometimes speaks in public as unconsciously as in a dream.

The worse of ingratitude lies not in the ossified heart of him who commits it, but we find it in the effect it produces on him against whom it was committed.

Everything that looks to the future elevates human nature.

The sublime is contained in a grain of dust.