Our weaknesses are the indigenous produce of our characters; but our strength is the forced fruit.
Happiness consists not in having much, but in being content with little.
There are no persons capable of stooping so low as those who desire to rise in the world.
In France, a woman may forget that she is neither young nor handsome; for the absence of these claims to attention does not expose her to be neglected by the male sex.
We have a reading, a talking, and a writing public. When shall we have a thinking?
People are always willing to follow advice when it accords with their own wishes.
Genius is the gold in the mine, talent is the miner who works and brings it out.
Satire, like conscience, reminds us of what we often wish to forget.
... I never will allow myself to form an ideal of any person I desire to see, for disappointment never fails to ensue.
Wit is the lightning of the mind, reason the sunshine, and reflection the moonlight ...
When the sun shines on you, you see your friends. It requires sunshine to be seen by them to advantage!
A German writer observes: "The noblest characters only show themselves in their real light. All others act comedy with their fellow-men even unto the grave.
There is no cosmetic like happiness
We are more prone to murmur at the punishment of our faults than to lament them.
Those can most easily dispense with society who are the most calculated to adorn it; they only are dependent on it who possess no mental resources, for though they bring nothing to the general mart, like beggars, they are too poor to stay at home.
Women excel more in literary judgment than in literary production,--they are better critics than authors.
Heaven sends us misfortunes as a moral tonic.
There is no knowledge for which so great a price is paid as a knowledge of the world; and no one ever became an adept in it except at the expense of a hardened or a wounded heart.
Mediocrity is beneath a brave soul.
Imagination, which is the Eldorado of the poet and of the novel-writer, often proves the most pernicious gift to the individuals who compose the talkers instead of the writers in society.
Sure there's different roads from this to Dungarvan* - some thinks one road pleasanter, and some think another; wouldn't it be mighty foolish to quarrel for this? - and sure isn't it twice worse to thry to interfere with people for choosing the road they like best to heaven?
Modern historians are all would-be philosophers; who, instead of relating facts as they occurred, give us their version, or rather perversions of them, always colored by their political prejudices, or distorted to establish some theory . . .
People seem to lose all respect for the past; events succeed each other with such velocity that the most remarkable one of a few years gone by, is no more remembered than if centuries had closed over it.
Wit lives in the present, but genius survives the future.
Flattery, if judiciously administered, is always acceptable.
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