If a man does not make new acquaintances as he advances through life, he will soon find himself left alone. A man, sir, should keep his friendship in a constant repair.

The feeling of friendship is like that of being comfortably filled with roast beef love, like being enlivened with champagne.

The mind is never satisfied with the objects immediately before it, but is always breaking away from the present moment, and losing itself in schemes of future felicity... The natural flights of the human mind are not from pleasure to pleasure, but from hope to hope.

The future is purchased by the present.

The true measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good.