All human race would be wits. And millions miss, for one that hits.

Religion supposed Heaven and Hell, the word of God, and sacraments, and twenty other circumstances which, taken seriously, are a wonderful check to wit and humour.

Promises and pie-crust are made to be broken.

Poor nations are hungry, and rich nations are proud; and pride and hunger will ever be at variance.

There are certain common privileges of a writer, the benefit whereof, I hope, there will be no reason to doubt; particularly, that where I am not understood, it shall be concluded, that something very useful and profound is couched underneath; and again, that whatever word or sentence is printed in a different character, shall be judged to contain something extraordinary either or wit of sublime.

Don't set your wit against a child.

I wonder what fool it was that first invented kissing.