Let schoolmasters puzzle their brain, With grammar, and nonsense, and learning, Good liquor, I stoutly maintain, Gives genius a better discerning.

I love everything that's old, - old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine.

Romance and novel paint beauty in colors more charming than nature, and describe a happiness that humans never taste. How deceptive and destructive are those pictures of consummate bliss!

The company of fools may first make us smile, but in the end we always feel melancholy.

Conscience is a coward, and those faults it has not strength enough to prevent it seldom has justice enough to accuse.