Satire does not look pretty upon a tombstone.

Friend of my bosom, thou more than a brother, Why wert thou not born in my father's dwelling?

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.'

Our spirits grow gray before our hairs.

Pain is life - the sharper, the more evidence of life.

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.

My theory is to enjoy life, but my practice is against it.