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.

Silks, velvets, calicoes, and the whole lexicon of female fopperies.

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

A carpenter is known by his chips.

War: that mad game the world so loves to play.

Good manners is the art of making those people easy with whom we converse. Whoever makes the fewest people uneasy is the best bred in the room.

Whoever makes the fewest persons uneasy, is the best bred man in company.