Such Is The Constitution Of Man That

Contempt Is A Kind Of Gangrene Which, If It Seizes One Part Of A Character, Corrupts All The Rest By Degrees.

They Who Have Already Enjoyed The Crowds And Noise Of The Great City, Know Their Desire To Return Is Little More Than The Restlessness Of A Vacant Mind, That They Are Not So Much Led By Hope As Driven By Disgust, And Wish Rather To Leave The Country Than To See The Town.

Always, Sir, Set A High Value On Spontaneous Kindness.

When Men Come To Like A Sea-life, They Are Not Fit To Live On Land.

There Can Be No Friendship Without Confidence, And No Confidence Without Integrity.