I begin where most people end, with a full conviction of the emptiness of all sorts of ambition, and the unsatisfactory nature of all human pleasures.

Content if hence th' unlearn'd their wants may view, The learn'd reflect on what before they knew.

Of all the causes which conspire to blind Man's erring judgement, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules, Is PRIDE, the never-failing vice of fools.

Party-spirit at best is but the madness of many for the gain of a few.

Fine sense and exalted sense are not half so useful as common sense.

A good-natured man has the whole world to be happy out of.

The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, and wretches hang that jurymen may dine.