Dr Parr...asked him, how he had acquired his power of smoking at such a rate? Lamb replied, 'I toiled after it, sir, as some men toil after virtue.'

We are nothing; less than nothing, and dreams. We are only what might have been, and must wait upon the tedious shores of Lethe millions of ages before we have existence, and a name.

No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, All earth forgot, and all heaven around us.

All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.

The human species, according to the best theory I can form of it, is composed of two distinct races, the men who borrow and the men who lend.

(The pig) hath a fair sepulchre in the grateful stomach of the judicious epicure - and for such a tomb might be content to die.