Who are next to knaves? Those that converse with them.

On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore, Which Jews might kiss and infidels adore.

All looks yellow to a jaundiced eye.

Sure of their qualities and demanding praise, more go to ruined fortunes than are raised.

If a man's character is to be abused there's nobody like a relative to do the business.

We ought, in humanity, no more to despise a man for the misfortunes of the mind than for those of the body, when they are such as he cannot help; were this thoroughly considered we should no more laugh at a man for having his brains cracked than for having his head broke.

Rogues in rags are kept in countenance by rogues in ruffles.