Religion seems to have grown an infant with age, and requires miracles to nurse it, as it had in its infancy.
One enemy can do more hurt than ten friends can do good.
If the world had but a dozen Arbuthnots in it, I would burn my Travels.
I know Sir John will go, though he was sure it would rain cats and dogs.
In all assemblies, though you wedge them ever so close, we may observe this peculiar property, that over their heads there is room enough; but how to reach it is the difficult point. To this end the philosopher's way in all ages has been by erecting certain edifices in the air.
An atheist has got one point beyond the devil.