The only things of certainty are Death and Taxes.

To inquisitive minds like yours and mine the reflection that the quantity of human knowledge bears no proportion to the quantity of human ignorance must be in one view rather pleasing, viz., that though we are to live forever we may be continually amused and delighted with learning something new.

Old boys have their playthings as well as young ones; the difference is only in the price.

Constant complaint is the poorest sort of pay for all the comforts we enjoy.

Human happiness comes not from infrequent pieces of good fortune, but from the small improvements to daily life.

The worst wheel of the cart makes the most noise.

Many complain of their memory, few of their judgment.