To pardon those absurdities in ourselves which we cannot suffer in others is neither better nor worse than to be more willing to be fools ourselves than to have others so.

One self-approving hour whole years outweighs.

Some men's wit is like a dark lantern, which serves their own turn and guides them their own way, but is never known (according to the Scripture phrase) either to shine forth before men, or to glorify their Father in heaven.

Talk what you will of taste, my friend, you'll find two of a face as soon as of a mind.

What dire offence from am'rous causes springs, What mighty contests rise from trivial things.

Be thou the first true merit to befriend, his praise is lost who stays till all commend.

The dull flat falsehood serves for policy, and in the cunning, truth's itself a lie.