Those men are most apt to be obsequious and conciliating abroad, who are under the discipline of shrews at home.

I sometimes think one of the great blessings we shall enjoy in heaven, will be to receive letters by every post and never be obliged to reply to them.

He is the true enchanter, whose spell operates, not upon the senses, but upon the imagination and the heart.

And if unhappy in her love, her heart is like some fortress that has been captured, and sacked, and abandoned, and left desolate.

Small minds are subdued by misfortunes, greater minds overcome them.

For what is history, but... huge libel on human nature, to which we industriously add page after page, volume after volume, as if we were holding up a monument to the honor, rather than the infamy of our species.

A mother is the truest friend we have.