Even the worse of jobs has their pleasures, if I were a grave digger or a hangmen, there are some people I could work for with a great deal of enjoyment.

He was so benevolent, so merciful a man that, in his mistaken passion, he would have held an umbrella over a duck in a shower of rain.

Some people are so fond of ill luck that they run halfway to meet it.

A pill that the present moment is daily bread to thousands.

Modesty is a bright dish-cover, which makes us fancy there is something very nice underneath it.

As for the brandy, "nothing extenuate"; and the water, put nought in in malice.

Reputations, like beavers and cloaks, shall last some people twice the time of others.