We of this age have discovered a shorter, and more prudent method to become scholars and wits, without the fatigue of reading or of thinking.

Pedantry is properly the over-rating of any kind of knowledge we pretend to.

Perverseness is your whole defence.

There seems to be no part of knowledge in fewer hands than that of discerning when to have done.

If the world had but a dozen Arbuthnots in it, I would burn my Travels.

Nothing is so hard for those who abound in riches as to conceive how others can be in want.

Pride, ill nature, and want of sense are the three great sources of ill manners; without some one of these defects, no man will behave himself ill for want of experience, or what, in the language of fools, is called knowing the world.