Complaint is the largest tribute heaven receives and the sincerest part of our devotion.

We are so fond on one another because our ailments are the same.

Pride, ill nature, and want of sense are the three great sources of ill manners; without some one of these defects, no man will behave himself ill for want of experience, or what, in the language of fools, is called knowing the world.

Satire is a sort of glass, wherein beholders do generally discover everybody's face but their own.

The various opinions of philosophers have scattered through the world as many plagues of the mind as Pandora's box did those of the body; only with this difference, that they have not left hope at the bottom.

Fine words! I wonder where you stole them.

When any one person or body of men seize into their hands the power in the last resort, there is properly no longer a government, but what Aristotle and his followers call the abuse and corruption of one.