Wise were the kings who never chose a friend till with full cups they had unmasked his soul, and seen the bottom of his deepest thoughts.

I strive to be brief, and become obscure.

A word once uttered can never be recalled.

One gains universal applause who mingles the useful with the agreeable, at once delighting and instructing the reader.

I abhor the profane rabble and keep them at a distance.

Subdue your passion or it will subdue you.

Alas! the fleeting years, how they roll on!