Placed on this isthmus of a middle state.

The cabinets of the sick and the closets of the dead have been ransacked to publish private letters and divulge to all mankind the most secret sentiments of friendship.

Our passions are like convulsion fits, which, though they make us stronger for a time, leave us the weaker ever after.

Most authors steal their works, or buy.

A man of business may talk of philosophy; a man who has none may practice it.

Get your enemy to read your works in order to mend them, for your friend is so much your second self that he will judge too like you.

Women, as they are like riddles in being unintelligible, so generally resemble them in this, that they please us no longer once we know them.