Perpetual aiming at wit is a very bad part of conversation. It is done to support a character: it generally fails; it is a sort of insult on the company, and a restraint upon the speaker.

Vision is the Art of seeing Things invisible.

Most sorts of diversion in men, children and other animals, are in imitation of fighting.

When I am in danger of bursting, I will go and whisper among the reeds.

Lord, Madame, I have fed like a farmer; I shall grow as fat as a porpoise.

Whoever makes the fewest persons uneasy, is the best bred man in company.

So endless and exorbitant are the desires of men that they will grasp at all, and can form no scheme of perfect happiness with less.