A true critic, in the perusal of a book, is like a dog at a feast, whose thoughts and stomach are wholly set upon what the guests fling away, and consequently is apt to snarl most when there are the fewest bones.

Polite Conversation Why, everyone one as they like; as the good woman said when she kissed her cow.

Fools are apt to imitate only the defects of their betters.

My hunger serves me instead of a clock.

I said there was a society of men among us, bred up from their youth in the art of proving by words multiplied for the purpose, that white is black, and black is white, according as they are paid. To this society all the rest of the people are as slaves.

Two women seldom grow intimate but at the expense of a third person.

We are so fond on one another because our ailments are the same.