A nickname is the heaviest stone that the devil can throw at a man. It is a bugbear to the imagination, and, though we do not believe in it, it still haunts our apprehensions.

When you find out a man's ruling passion, beware of crossing him in it.

We uniformly applaud what is right and condemn what is wrong, when it costs us nothing but the sentiment.

Hope is the best possession.

Rules and models destroy genius and art.

We would willingly, and without remorse, sacrifice not only the present moment, but all the interval (no matter how long) that separates us from any favorite object.

We often choose a friend as we do a mistress - for no particular excellence in themselves, but merely from some circumstance that flatters our self-love.