His locked, lettered, braw brass collar, Shewed him the gentleman and scholar.

I've never know him to be anything other than a gentleman and a scholar.

The man who is always talking about being a gentleman, never is one.

The final test of a gentleman is his respect for those who can be of no possible service to him.

It is natural for a young fellow to like the acquaintance of females and customary for him to keep them company when occasion serves. Some one of them is more agreeable to him than the rest; there is something, he knows not what, pleases him, he knows not how, in her company. This I take to be what is called love with the greatest part of us.

A gentleman never talks about his tailor.