Wise people are never less alone than when they are alone.

So endless and exorbitant are the desires of men that they will grasp at all, and can form no scheme of perfect happiness with less.

I love white Portugal wine better than claret, champagne, or burgundy. I have a sad vulgar appetite.

Punning is an art of harmonious jingling upon words, which, passing in at the ears, excites a titillary motion in those parts; and this, being conveyed by the animal spirits into the muscles of the face, raises the cockles of the heart.

Nothing is so great an instance of ill-manners as flattery.

Just get the right syllable in the proper place.

Your notions of friendship are new to me; I believe every man is born with his quantum, and he cannot give to one without robbing another. I very well know to whom I would give the first place in my friendship, but they are not in the way, I am condemned to another scene, and therefore I distribute it in pennyworths to those about me, and who displease me least, and should do the same to my fellow prisoners if I were condemned to a jail.