Human brutes, like other beasts, find snares and poison in the provision of life, and are allured by their appetites to their destruction.

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.

The bulk of mankind is as well equipped for flying as thinking.

It is a miserable thing to live in suspense; it is the life of the spider.

I never knew any man cured of inattention.

Religion seems to have grown an infant with age, and requires miracles to nurse it, as it had in its infancy.

It is the talent of human nature to run from one extreme to another.