He was a bold man that first ate an oyster.

Those dreams that on the silent night intrude, and with false flitting shapes our minds delude ... are mere productions of the brain. And fools consult interpreters in vain.

Observation is an old man's memory.

A fig for your bill of fare; show me your bill of company.

Principally I hate and detest that animal called man; although I heartily love John, Peter, Thomas, and so forth.

I have now lost my barrier between me and death; God grant I may live to be as well prepared for it, as I confidently believe her to have been! If the way to Heaven be through piety, truth, justice and charity, she is there.

Pray steal me not, I'm Mrs. Dingley's, Whose heart in this four-footed thing lies.