When I am not walking, I am reading. I cannot sit and think.
The man must have a rare recipe for melancholy, who can be dull in Fleet Street.
I cannot sit and think; books think for me.
The drinking man is never less himself than during his sober intervals.
The good things of life are not to be had singly, but come to us with a mixture; like a school-boy's holiday, with a task affixed to the tail of it.
Brandy and water spoils two good things.