So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return.

Long sentences in a short composition are like large rooms in a little house.

Those who are incapable of shining out by dress would do well to consider that the contrast between them and their clothes turns out much to their disadvantage.

Virtues, like essences, lose their fragrance when exposed. They are sensitive plants, which will not bear too familiar approaches.

Nothing is sure in London, except expense.

Prudent men lock up their motives, letting familiars have a key to their hearts, as to their garden.

Learning, like money, may be of so base a coin as to be utterly void of use.