Every drop of ink in my pen ran cold.

I shun authors, and would never have been one myself, if it obliged me to keep such bad company.

I do not dislike the French from the vulgar antipathy between neighboring nations, but for their insolent and unfounded air of superiority.

The passions seldom give good advice but to the interested and mercenary. Resentment generally suggests bad measures. Second thoughts and good nature will rarely, very rarely, approve the first hints of anger.

Poetry is a beautiful way of spoiling prose, and the laborious art of exchanging plain sense for harmony.

Lawyers and rogues are vermin not easily rooted out of a rich soil.

When people will not weed their own minds, they are apt to be overrun by nettles.