As nature made every man with a nose and eyes of his own, she gave him a character of his own, too; and yet we, O foolish race! must try our very best to ape some one or two of our neighbors, whose ideas fit us no more than their breeches!

A snob is that man or woman who is always pretending to be something better--especially richer or more fashionable--than he is.

How hard it is to make an Englishman acknowledge that he is happy! Pendennis. Book ii. Chap. xxxi.

The tallest and the smallest among us are so alike diminutive and pitifully base, it is a meanness to calculate the difference.

If success is rare and slow, everybody knows how quick and easy ruin is.

It's a great comfort to some people to groan over their imaginary ills.

The book of female logic is blotted all over with tears, and Justice in their courts is forever in a passion.