Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.
Ask me no questions, and I'll tell you no fibs.
I love everything that is old; old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wines.
The first time I read an excellent book, it is to me just as if I had gained a new friend. When I read a book over I have perused before, it resembles the meeting with an old one.
You can preach a better sermon with your life than with your lips.
People seldom improve when they have no model but themselves to copy after
Don't let us make imaginary evils, when you know we have so many real ones to encounter.
He who fights and runs away May live to fight another day; But he who is battle slain Can never rise to fight again
Modesty seldom resides in a breast that is not enriched with nobler virtues.
Conscience is a coward, and those faults it has not strength enough to prevent it seldom has justice enough to accuse.
Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey/Where wealth accumulates and men decay
A great source of calamity lies in regret and anticipation; therefore a person is wise who thinks of the present alone, regardless of the past or future.
Every absurdity has a champion to defend it.
Politeness is the result of good sense and good nature.
He who fights and runs away May live to fight another day...
…The more enormous our wealth, the more extensive our fears, all our possessions are paled up with new edicts every day, and hung round with gibbets to scare every invader.
Law grinds the poor, rich men rule the law
Friendship is a disinterested commerce between equals; love an abject intercourse between tyrants and slaves.
The nakedness of the indignant world may be cloathed from the trimmings of the vain.
A reserved lover, it is said, always makes a suspicious husband.
A book may be very amusing with numerous errors, or it may be very dull without a single absurdity.
All is not gold that glitters, Pleasure seems sweet, but proves a glass of bitters
Where commerce and capitalism are invloved, often times, morality and honor sink to the bottom-Oliver Goldsmith paraphrased
I have known many of those pretended champions for liberty in my time, yet do I not remember one that was not in his heart and in his family a tyrant.
They may talk of a comet, or a burning mountain, or some such bagatelle; but to me a modest woman, dressed out in all her finery, is the most tremendous object of the whole creation.
What we place most hopes upon, generally proves most fatal.
The beast retires to it's shelter, and the bird flies to it's nest; but the helpless man can only find refuge in his fellow creature.
Hope, like the gleaming taper’s light, adorns and cheers our way; and still, as darker grows the night, emits a brighter ray.