Censure is the tax a man pays to the public for being eminent.

My nose itched, and I knew I should drink wine or kiss a fool.

What we call the Irish Brogue is no sooner discovered, than it makes the deliverer, in the last degree, ridiculous and despised; and, from such a mouth, an Englishman expects nothing but bulls, blunders, and follies.

Undoubtedly, philosophers are in the right when they tell us that nothing is great or little otherwise than by comparison.

Brutes find out where their talents lie; A bear will not attempt to fly, A foundered horse will oft debate Before he tries a five barred gate. A dog by instinct turns aside Who sees the ditch too deep and wide, But man we find the only creature Who, led by folly, combats nature; Who, when she loudly cries-Forbear! With obstinacy fixes there; And where the genius least inclines, Absurdly bends his whole designs.

The sciences are found, like Hercules's oxen, by tracing them backward; and old sciences are unravelled like old stockings, by beginning at the foot.

I always love to begin a journey on Sundays, because I shall have the prayers of the church to preserve all that travel by land, or water.