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

Prosperity is a great teacher; adversity a greater.

There is no flattery so adroit or effectual as that of implicit assent.

A grave blockhead should always go about with a lively one - they show one another off to the best advantage.

It is a false principle that because we are entirely occupied with ourselves, we must equally occupy the thoughts of others. The contrary inference is the fair one.

The soil of friendship is worn out with constant use. Habit may still attach us to each other, but we feel ourselves fettered by it. Old friends might be compared to old married people without the tie of children.

Diffidence and awkwardness are antidotes to love.