Pride, ill nature, and want of sense, are the three great sources of ill manners.

The first springs of great events, like those of great rivers, are often mean and little.

I used to wonder how a man of birth and spirit could endure to be wholly insignificant and obscure in a foreign country, when he might live with lustre in his own.

The translators of the Bible were masters of an English style much fitter for that work than any we see in our present writings; the which is owing to the simplicity that runs through the whole.

Some dire misfortune to portend, no enemy can match a friend.

Satire is a sort of glass wherein beholders do generally discover everybody’s face but their own; which is the chief reason for that kind reception it meets with in the world, and that so very few are offended with it.

She wears her clothes as if they were thrown on with a pitchfork.