True Wit, To Every Man, Is That

Many Laws As Certainly Make Men Bad, As Bad Men Make Many Laws.

We Are No Longer Happy So Soon As We Wish To Be Happier.

An Ingenious Mind Feels In Unmerited Praise The Bitterest Reproof.

What Is Companionship Where Nothing That Improves The Intellect Is Communicated, And Where The Larger Heart Contracts Itself To The Model And Dimension Of The Smaller?

The Habit Of Pleasing By Flattery Makes A Language Soft; The Fear Of Offending By Truth Makes It Circuitous And Conventional.