No preacher is listened to but time, which gives us the same train and turn of thought that elder people have in vain tried to put into our heads before.

Censure is the tax a man pays to the public for being eminent.

Modesty may make a fool seem a man of sense.

Observation is an old man's memory.

Punning is a talent which no man affects to despise but he that is without it.

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.

Come, agree, the law's costly.