We must be doing something to be happy.

Look up, laugh loud, talk big, keep the color in your cheek and the fire in your eye, adorn your person, maintain your health, your beauty and your animal spirits.

A thing is not vulgar merely because it is common.

People do not seem to talk for the sake of expressing their opinions, but to maintain an opinion for the sake of talking.

If our hours were all serene, we might probably take almost as little note of them as the dial does of those that are clouded.

The world loves to be amused by hollow professions, to be deceived by flattering appearances, to live in a state of hallucination; and can forgive everything but the plain, downright, simple, honest truth.

People do not persist in their vices because they are not weary of them, but because they cannot leave them off. It is the nature of vice to leave us no resource but in itself.