The best of women are hypocrites.

A crow, who had flown away with a cheese from a dairy window, sate perched on a tree looking down at a great big frog in a pool underneath him.

I never knew whether to pity or congratulate a man on coming to his senses.

The ladies--Heaven bless them!--are, as a general rule, coquettes from babyhood upwards.

A fool can no more see his own folly than he can see his ears.

Sure, occasion is the father of most that is good in us.

Might I give counsel to any man, I would say to him, try to frequent the company of your betters. In books and in life, that is the most wholesome society; learn to admire rightly; the great pleasure of life is that. Note what great men admire.