Falsehood flies, and truth comes limping after it, so that when men come to be undeceived, it is too late; the jest is over, and the tale hath had its effect.

I know Sir John will go, though he was sure it would rain cats and dogs.

Argument, as usually managed, is the worst sort of conversation, as it is generally in books the worst sort of reading.

Brutes find out where their talents lie; a bear will not attempt to fly.

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.

My father had a small Estate in Nottinghamshire; I was the Third of five Sons.

Have you not observed that there is a lower kind of discretion and regularity, which seldom fails of raising men to the highest station in the court, the church, and the law?