Experience teaches, it is true; but she never teaches in time.
Nothing but love can answer to love; no affection, no kindness, no care, can supply its place: it is its own sweet want.
It is curious how inseparable eating and kindness are with some people.
Alas! We make a ladder of our thoughts, where angels step, But sleep ourselves at the foot: our high resolvesLook down upon our slumbering acts.
Society is like a large piece of frozen water; and skating well is the great art of social life.
An apt quotation is like a lamp which flings its light over the whole sentence.
Nothing is so fortunate for mankind as its diversity of opinion.
Politeness, however, acts the lady’s maid to our thoughts; and they are washed, dressed, curled, rouged, and perfumed, before they are presented to the public.
Ignorance, far more than idleness, is the mother of all the vices; and how recent has been the admission, that knowledge should be the portion of all? The destinies of the future lie in judicious education; an education that must be universal, to be beneficial.
Consistency is a human word, but it certainly expresses nothing human.
Surprises are like misfortunes or herrings – they rarely come single.
When does the mind put forth its powers? when are the stores of memory unlocked? when does wit ‘flash from fluent lips?’ — when but after a good dinner? Who will deny its influence on the affections? Half our friends are born of turbots and truffles.