Look back, and smile on perils past.
Great talent has always a little madness mixed up with it.
Ridicule, the weapon of all others most feared by enthusiasts of every description, and which from its predominance over such minds, often checks what is absurd, and fully as often smothers that which is noble.
Sensibility is nature's celestial spring.
Commend me to sterling honesty though clad in rags.
Now, it is well known, that a man may with more impunity be guilty of an actual breach either of real good breeding or of good morals, than appear ignorant of the most minute point of fashionable etiquette.