Fine words! I wonder where you stole them.

Satire is a sort of glass wherein beholders do generally discover everybody’s face but their own; which is the chief reason for that kind reception it meets with in the world, and that so very few are offended with it.

Nothing is so great an example of bad manners as flattery. If you flatter all the company, you please none; If you flatter only one or two, you offend the rest.

The sight of you is good for sore eyes.

Two friendships in two breasts requires The same aversions and desires.

I shall be like that tree-I shall die at the top.

There is no vice which mankind carries to such wild extremes as that of avarice.