Dignity, high station, or great riches, are in some sort necessary to old men, in order to keep the younger at a distance, who are otherwise too apt to insult them upon the score of their age.

I must complain the cards are ill shuffled till I have a good hand.

If a man will observe as he walks the streets, I believe he will find the merriest countenances in mourning coaches.

Promises and pie-crust are made to be broken.

Where I am not understood, it shall be concluded that something very useful and profound is couched underneath.

I love good creditable acquaintance; I love to be the worst of the company.

Every age might perhaps produce one or two geniuses, if they were not sunk under the censure and obloquy of plodding, servile, imitating pedants.