A youth of frolic, an old age of cards.

It is sure the hardest science to forget!

Dear, damned, distracting town, farewell! Thy fools no more I'll tease: This year in peace, ye critics, dwell, Ye harlots, sleep at ease!

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

Hope travels through, nor quits us when we die.

Choose a firm cloud before it fall, and in it Catch, ere she change, the Cynthia of this minute.

No writing is good that does not tend to better mankind in some way or other.