Shakespeare, Butler and Bacon have rendered it extremely difficult for all who come after them to be sublime, witty or profound.

Anger is practical awkwardness.

Body and mind, like man and wife, do not always agree to die together.

Some are cursed with the fullness of satiety; and how can they bear the ills of life when its very pleasures fatigue them?

It is sufficiently humiliating to our nature to reflect that our knowledge is but as she rivulet, our ignorance as the sea. On points of the highest interest, the moment we quit the light of revelation we shall find that Platonism itself is intimately connected with Pyrrhonism, and the deepest inquiry with the darkest doubt.

When all run by common consent into vice, none appear to do so.

Time is the most undefinable yet paradoxical of things; the past is gone, the future is not come, and the present becomes the past, even while we attempt to define it.