Man is always looking for someone to boast to; woman is always looking for someone to complain to
It is a general error to suppose the loudest complainers for the public to be the most anxious for its welfare
Our condition never satisfies us; the present is always the worst. Though Jupiter should grant his request to each, we should continue to importune him
Constant complaint is the poorest sort of pay for all the comforts we enjoy
The usual fortune of complaint is to excite contempt more than pity


On Anger: "For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
On Friendship: "A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."