I do not think there is anything deserving the name of society to be found out of London.

We talk little when we do not talk about ourselves.

No young man ever thinks he shall die.

Envy is the deformed and distorted offspring of egotism; and when we reflect on the strange and disproportioned character of the parent, we cannot wonder at the perversity and waywardness of the child.

In public speaking, we must appeal either to the prejudices of others, or to the love of truth and justice. If we think merely of displaying our own ability, we shall ruin every cause we undertake.

Death puts an end to rivalship and competition. The dead can boast no advantage over us, nor can we triumph over them.

The youth is better than the old age of friendship.