The truth is, we pamper little griefs into great ones, and bear great ones as well as we can.

The rule for traveling abroad is to take our common sense with us, and leave our prejudices behind.

What are the publications that succeed? Those that pretend to teach the public that the persons they have been accustomed unwittingly to look up to as the lights of the earth are no better than themselves.

We trifle with, make sport of, and despise those who are attached to us, and follow those that fly from us.

We can scarcely hate anyone that we know.

Most of the methods for measuring the lapse of time have, I believe, been the contrivance of monks and religious recluses, who, finding time hang heavy on their hands, were at some pains to see how they got rid of it.

There is no one thoroughly despicable. We cannot descend much lower than an idiot; and an idiot has some advantages over a wise man.