I forget whether advice be among the lost things which Ariosto says are to be found in the moon: that and time ought to have been there.

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

If a man would register all his opinions upon love, politics, religion, learning etc., beginning from his youth, and so go to old age, what a bundle of inconsistencies and contradictions would appear at last.

Reason is a very light rider, and easily shook off.

I'm as old as my tongue and a little older than my teeth.

As love without esteem is capricious and volatile; esteem without love is languid and cold.

It is remarkable with what Christian fortitude and resignation we can bear the suffering of other folks.