When you set about your composing, it may be necessary for your ease, and better distillation of wit, to put on your worst clothes, and the worse the better; for an author, like a limbeck, will yield the better for having a rag about him: besides that, I have observed a gardener cut the outward rind of a tree (which is the surtout of it) to make it bear well; and this is a natural account of the usual poverty of poets, and is an argument why wits, of all men living, ought to be ill clad.

Nothing is so great an instance of ill-manners as flattery.

Love of flattery, in most men, proceeds from the mean opinion they have of themselves; in women, from the contrary.

Party is the madness of many for the gain of a few.

She has more goodness in her little finger than he has in his whole body.

Vision is the Art of seeing Things invisible.

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.