Though familiarity may not breed contempt, it takes off the edge of admiration.

A man knows his companion in a long journey and a little inn.

The way to procure insults is to submit to them. A man meets with no more respect than he exacts.

Mankind are an incorrigible race. Give them but bugbears and idols -- it is all that they ask; the distinctions of right and wrong, of truth and falsehood, of good and evil, are worse than indifferent to them.

To impress the idea of power on others, they must be made in some way to feel it.

There is a quiet repose and steadiness about the happiness of age, if the life has been well spent. Its feebleness is not painful. The nervous system has lost its acuteness. But, in mature years we feel that a burn, a scald, a cut, is more tolerable than it was in the sensitive period of youth.

The last pleasure in life is the sense of discharging our duty.