Sassafras wood boiled down to a kind of tea, and tempered with an infusion of milk and sugar hath to some a delicacy beyond the China luxury.

I love to lose myself in other men's minds.... Books think for me.

A man may do very well with a very little knowledge, and scarce be found out in mixed company; everybody is so much more ready to produce his own, than to call for a display of your acquisitions.

From a poor man, poor in Time, I was suddenly lifted up into a vast revenue; I could see no end of my possessions; I wanted some steward, or judicious bailiff, to manage my estates in Time for me.

He has left off reading altogether, to the great improvement of his originality.

To pile up honey upon sugar, and sugar upon honey, to an interminable tedious sweetness.

Let us live for the beauty of our own reality.