She 's no chicken; she 's on the wrong side of thirty, if she be a day.

The power of fortune is confessed only by the miserable, for the happy impute all their success to prudence or merit.

It is in disputes as in armies, where the weaker side sets up false lights, and makes a great noise, to make the enemy believe them more numerous and strong than they really are.

When dunces are satiric, I take it for a panegyric.

Books, the children of the brain.

No wise man ever wished to be younger.

Reason is a very light rider, and easily shook off.