Despair swallows up cowardice.

As we advance in life, we acquire a keener sense of the value of time. Nothing else, indeed, seems of any consequence; and we become misers in this respect.

A really great man has always an idea of something greater than himself.

Repose is as necessary in conversation as in a picture.

To great evils we submit, we resent little provocations.

Our opinions are not our own, but in the power of sympathy. If a person tells us a palpable falsehood, we not only dare not contradict him, but we dare hardly disbelieve him to his face. A lie boldly uttered has the effect of truth for the instant.

We grow tired of everything but turning others into ridicule, and congratulating ourselves on their defects.