Those little nimble musicians of the air, that warble forth their curious ditties, with which nature hath furnished them to the shame of art.

You cannot lose what you never had.

I am, Sir, a brother of the angle.

You will find angling to be like the virtue of humanity, which has a calmness of spirit and a world of blessing attending upon it.

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter.

He directed that the stone over his grave be inscribed: Hic jacet hujus sententiae primus auctor: DISPUTANDI PRURITUS ECCLESIARUM SCABIES.

No man can lose what he never had.