I cannot sit and think; books think for me.
Science has succeeded to poetry, no less in the little walks of children than with men. Is there no possibility of averting this sore evil?
I allow no hot-beds in the gardens of Parnassus.
He who hath not a dram of folly in his mixture hath pounds of much worse matter in his composition.
Clap an extinguisher upon your irony if you are unhappily blessed with a vein of it.
Asparagus inspires gentle thoughts.