To the house of a friend if you're pleased to retire, You must all things admit, you must all things admire; You must pay with observance the price of your treat, You must eat what is praised, and must praise what you eat.

A great lie is like a great fish on dry land; it may fret and fling and make a frightful bother, but it cannot hurt you. You have only to keep still, and it will die of itself.

A master passion is the love of news.

Life's bloomy flush was lost.

Books cannot always please, however good; Minds are not ever craving for their food.

Impertinence will intermeddle in things in which it has no concern, showing a want of breeding, or, more commonly, a spirit of sheer impudence.

In idle wishes, fools supinely stay. Be there a will and wisdom finds a way.