Nothing puzzles me more than time and space; and yet nothing troubles me less, as I never think about them.

Whose wit in the combat, as gentle as bright, Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on its blade.

From a poor man, poor in Time, I was suddenly lifted up into a vast revenue; I could see no end of my possessions; I wanted some steward, or judicious bailiff, to manage my estates in Time for me.

A man cannot have a pure mind who refuses apple dumplings.

To pile up honey upon sugar, and sugar upon honey, to an interminable tedious sweetness.

I love to lose myself in other men's minds.... Books think for me.

Brandy and water spoils two good things.