Cant is the voluntary overcharging or prolongation of a real sentiment; hypocrisy is the setting up a pretension to a feeling you never had and have no wish for.

The vain man makes a merit of misfortune, and triumphs in his disgrace.

Words are the only things that last for ever.

Do not quarrel with the world too soon; for, bad as it may be, it is the best we have to live in, here. If railing would have made it better, it would have been reformed long ago.

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

The love of letters is the forlorn hope of the man of letters. His ruling passion is the love of fame.

Comedy naturally wears itself out - destroys the very food on which it lives; and by constantly and successfully exposing the follies and weaknesses of mankind to ridicule, in the end leaves itself nothing worth laughing at.