The worst old age is that of the mind.

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.

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.

Good temper is one of the great preservers of the features.

Those people who are uncomfortable in themselves are disagreeable to others.

The discussing the characters and foibles of common friends is a great sweetness and cement of friendship.

Conceit is vanity driven from all other shifts, and forced to appeal to itself for admiration.