Of the quaking recruit, three pitched battles make a grim grenadier; and he who shrank from the muzzle of a cannon, is now ready to yield his mustache for a sponge.

Poor people make a very poor business of it when they try to seem rich.

At banquets surfeit not, but fill; partake, and retire; and eat not again till you crave.

If Shakespeare has not been equalled, he is sure to be surpassed, and surpassed by an American born now or yet to be born.

The Past is the textbook of tyrants; the Future is the Bible of the Free.

The Marquesan girls dance all over; not only do their feet dance, but their arms, hands, fingers, ay, their very eyes seem to dance in their heads.

There are doubts, sir, which, if man have them, it is not man that can solve them.