Literature is a bad crutch, but a good walking-stick.

It is good to have friends at court.

His voice was the most obnoxious squeak I ever was tormented with.

There was a little man, and he had a little soul; And he said, Little Soul, let us try, try, try!

Were I Diogenes, I would not move out of a kilderkin into a hogshead, though the first had had nothing but small beer in it, and the second reeked claret.

A man may do very well with a very little knowledge, and scarce be found out in mixed company; everybody is so much more ready to produce his own, than to call for a display of your acquisitions.

There are like to be short graces where the devil plays host.