Villainy wears many masks; none so dangerous as the mask of virtue.

The slanders of the pen pierce to the heart; they rankle longest in the noblest spirits; they dwell ever present in the mind and render it morbidly sensitive to the most trifling collision.

There is a remembrance of the dead to which we turn even from the charms of the living.

The Englishman is too apt to neglect the present good in preparing against the possible evil.

The easiest thing to do, whenever you fail, is to put yourself down by blaming your lack of ability for your misfortunes.

With every exertion, the best of men can do but a moderate amount of good; but it seems in the power of the most contemptible individual to do incalculable mischief.

Believe me, the man who earns his bread by the sweat of his brow, eats oftener a sweeter morsel, however coarse, than he who procures it by the labor of his brains.