For want of a block, man will stumble at a straw.

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

This made me reflect, how vain an attempt it is for a man to endeavor to do himself honor among those who are out of all degree of equality or comparison with him.

The sight of you is good for sore eyes.

He had been eight years upon a project for extracting sunbeams out of cucumbers, which were to be put into vials hermetically sealed, and let out to warm the air in raw, inclement summers.

There are few, very few, that will own themselves in a mistake.

It is useless to attempt to reason a man out of a thing he was never reasoned into.