Prejudices are the chains forged by ignorance to keep men apart.

Talent, like beauty, to be pardoned, must be obscure and unostentatious.

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.

The chief prerequisite for a escort is to have a flexible conscience and an inflexible politeness.

Virtue, like a dowerless beauty, has more admirers than followers.

Tears may be dried up, but the heart - never.