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

If a lump of soot falls into the soup and you cannot conveniently get it out, stir it well in and it will give the soup a French taste.

Men who possess all the advantages of life are in a state where there are many accidents to disorder and discompose, but few to please them.

The latter part of a wise person's life is occupied with curing the follies, prejudices and false opinions they contracted earlier.

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

A nice man is a man of nasty ideas.

When men grow virtuous in their old age, they only make a sacrifice to God of the devil's leavings.