Envy among other ingredients has a mixture of the love of justice in it. We are more angry at undeserved than at deserved good-fortune.

There are many who talk on from ignorance rather than from knowledge, and who find the former an inexhaustible fund of conversation.

Though familiarity may not breed contempt, it takes off the edge of admiration.

Hope is the best possession. None are completely wretched but those who are without hope. Few are reduced so low as that.

The thing is plain. All that men really understand, is confined to a very small compass; to their daily affairs and experience; to what they have an opportunity to know, and motives to study or practice. The rest is affectation and imposture.

Gallantry to women -- the sure road to their favor -- is nothing but the appearance of extreme devotion to all their wants and wishes, a delight in their satisfaction, and a confidence in yourself as being able to contribute toward it.

We are very much what others think of us. The reception our observations meet with gives us courage to proceed, or damps our efforts.

No truly great person ever thought themselves so.

Modesty is the lowest of the virtues, and is a real confession of the deficiency it indicates. He who undervalues himself is justly undervalued by others.

Those who can command themselves command others.