He that calls a man ungrateful sums up all the veil that a man can be guilty of.

If a man will observe as he walks the streets, I believe he will find the merriest countenances in mourning coaches.

There never appear more than five or six men of genius in an age, but if they were united the world could not stand before them.

A secret is seldom safe in more than one breast.

I must complain the cards are ill shuffled till I have a good hand.

Where I am not understood, it shall be concluded that something very useful and profound is couched underneath.

This single Stick, which you now behold ingloriously lying in that neglected Corner, I once knew in a flourishing State in a Forest: It was full of Sap, full of Leaves, and full of Boughs: But now, in vain does the busy Art of Man pretend to vie with Nature, by tying that withered Bundle of Twigs to its sapless Trunk: It is at best but the Reverse of what it was; a Tree turned upside down, the Branches on the Earth, and the Root in the Air.