The search of our future being is but a needless, anxious, and haste to be knowing, sooner than we can, what, without all this solicitude, we shall know a little later.

Education forms the common mind. Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclined.

Is there a parson much bemused in beer, a maudlin poetess, a rhyming peer, a clerk foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, who pens a stanza when he should engross?

A field of glory is a field for all.

The difference is too nice - Where ends the virtue or begins the vice.

That character in conversation which commonly passes for agreeable is made up of civility and falsehood.

Authors, like coins, grow dear as they grow old.