It is so much in the nature of men to overreach and deceive one another, that their very sports and plays are founded on that principle.

Silence augmenteth grief, writing increaseth rage

How happy is it for us, that the admiration of others should depend so much more on their ignorance than our perfection!

Taste may be compared to that exquisite sense of the bee, which instantly discovers and extracts the quintessence of every flower, and disregards all the rest of it.

Wit catches of wit, as fire of fire.

Habit is the cement of society, the comfort of life, and, alas! The root of error.

Politics is the food of sense exposed to the hunger of folly.