Those that vow the most are the least sincere.
You know it is not my interest to pay the principal, or my principal to pay the interest.
He is indebted to his memory for his jests and to his imagination for his facts.
Pity those who nature abuses; never those who abuse nature.
I would by no means wish a daughter of mine to be a progeny of learning; I don't think so much learning becomes a young woman: for instance, I would never let her meddle with Greek, or Hebrew, or algebra, or simony, or fluxions, or paradoxes, or such inflammatory branches of learning; nor will it be necessary for her to handle any of your mathematical, astronomical, diabolical instruments; but... I would send her, at nine years old, to a boarding-school, in order to learn a little ingenuity and artifice: then, sir, she would have a supercilious knowledge in accounts, and, as she grew up, I would have her instructed in geometry, that she might know something of the contagious countries: this is what I would have a woman know; and I don't think there is a superstitious article in it.
Certainly nothing is unnatural that is not physically impossible.
Madam, a circulating library in a town is as an evergreen tree of diabolical knowledge; it blossoms through the year. And depend on it that they who are so fond of handling the leaves, will long for the fruit at last.
My valor is certainly going, it is sneaking off! I feel it oozing out as it were, at the palms of my hands!