Physicians ought not to give their judgment of religion, for the same reason that butchers are not admitted to be jurors upon life and death.

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

I love white Portugal wine better than claret, champagne, or burgundy. I have a sad vulgar appetite.

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

I won't quarrel with my bread and butter.

I never knew any man cured of inattention.

Satire is a sort of glass, wherein beholders do generally discover everybody's face but their own.