Gluttony and surfeiting are no proper occasions for thanksgiving.

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?

If thou would'st have me sing and play As once I play'd and sung, First take this time-worn lute away, And bring one freshly strung.

Presents, I often say, endear absents.

Riches are chiefly good because they give us time.

I conceive disgust at these impertinent and misbecoming familiarities inscribed upon your ordinary tombstone.

Positively, the best thing a man can have to do, is nothing, and next to that perhaps — good works.