Going to the opera, like getting drunk, is a sin that carries its own punishment with it.

Life though a short, is a working day. Activity may lead to evil; but inactivity cannot be led to good.

Who are those ever multiplying authors that with unparalleled fecundity are overstocking the world with their quick succeeding progeny? They are novel-writers.

I used to wonder why people should be so fond of the company of their physician, till I recollected that he is the only person with whom one dares to talk continually of oneself, without interruption, contradiction or censure; I suppose that delightful immunity doubles their fees.

Did not God Sometimes withhold in mercy what we ask, We should be ruined at our own request.

Of two evils, had not an author better be tedious than superficial! From an overflowing vessel you may gather more, indeed, than you want, but from an empty one you can gather nothing.

Going to the opera, like getting drunk, is a sin that carries its own punishment with it.