Busy not yourself in looking forward to the events of to-morrow; but whatever may be those of the days Providence may yet assign you neglect not to turn them to advantage.

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

When I struggle to be terse, I end by being obscure.

Tis pleasant to have a large heap to take from.

To teach is to delight.

And Tragedy should blush as much to stoop To the low mimic follies of a farce, As a grave matron would to dance with girls.

We hate merit while it is with us; when taken away from our gaze, we long for it jealously.