In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures, life may perfect be.
Memory, of all the powers of the mind, is the most delicate and frail.
Ods me I marle what pleasure or felicity they have in taking their roguish tobacco. It is good for nothing but to choke a man, and fill him full of smoke and embers.
A good poet's made as well as born.
A thankful man owes a courtesy ever; the unthankful but when he needs it.
It is the highest of earthly honors to be descended from the great and good. They alone cry out against a noble ancestry who have none of their own.