I am satisfied to trifle away my time, rather than let it stick by me.

A little learning is a dangerous thing; drink of it deeply, or taste it not, for shallow thoughts intoxicate the brain, and drinking deeply sobers us again.

How loved, how honored once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot A heap of dust alone remains of thee 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!

Wit is the lowest form of humor.

Thou wert my guide, philosopher, and friend.

Where's the man who counsel can bestow, still pleased to teach, and yet not proud to know.

Where beams of imagination play, the memory's soft figures melt away.