A college joke to cure the dumps.

Every dog must have his day.

Such a man, truly wise, creams off Nature leaving the sour and the dregs for philosophy and reason to lap up.

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

Seamen have a custom, when they meet a whale, to fling him out an empty tub by way of amusement, to divert him from laying violent hands upon the ship.

Lord, Madame, I have fed like a farmer; I shall grow as fat as a porpoise.

It is pleasant to observe how free the present age is in laying taxes on the next. "Future ages shall talk of this; they shall be famous to all posterity;" whereas their time and thoughts will be taken up about present things, as ours are now.