We judge of others for the most part by their good opinion of themselves; yet nothing gives such offense or creates so many enemies, as that extreme self-complacency or superciliousness of manner, which appears to set the opinion of every one else at defiance.

We must be doing something to be happy.

The world dread nothing so much as being convinced of their errors.

There is an unseemly exposure of the mind, as well as of the body.

Art must anchor in nature, or it is the sport of every breath of folly.

No really great man ever thought himself so.

It is well there is no one without fault; for he would not have a friend in the world. He would seem to belong to s different species.