A lie is an excuse guarded

If the world had but a dozen Arbuthnots in it, I would burn my Travels.

What we call the Irish Brogue is no sooner discovered, than it makes the deliverer, in the last degree, ridiculous and despised; and, from such a mouth, an Englishman expects nothing but bulls, blunders, and follies.

What they do in heaven we are ignorant of; what they do not do we are told expressly.

The latter part of a wise person's life is occupied with curing the follies, prejudices and false opinions they contracted earlier.

Brutes find out where their talents lie; A bear will not attempt to fly, A foundered horse will oft debate Before he tries a five barred gate. A dog by instinct turns aside Who sees the ditch too deep and wide, But man we find the only creature Who, led by folly, combats nature; Who, when she loudly cries-Forbear! With obstinacy fixes there; And where the genius least inclines, Absurdly bends his whole designs.

If Heaven had looked upon riches to be a valuable thing, it would not have given them to such a scoundrel.