Study is the bane of childhood, the oil of youth, the indulgence of adulthood, and a restorative in old age.

No friendship is so cordial or so delicious as that of girl for girl; no hatred so intense and immovable as that of woman for woman.

The deafest man can hear praise, and is slow to think any an excess.

Justice is often pale and melancholy; but Gratitude, her daughter, is constantly in the flow of spirits and the bloom of loveliness.

A man's vanity tells him what is honor, a man's conscience what is justice.

O what a thing is age! Death without death's quiet.

Heat and animosity, contest and conflict, may sharpen the wits, although they rarely do; they never strengthen the understanding, clear the perspicacity, guide the judgment, or improve the heart.