Jealousy is that pain which a man feels from the apprehension that he is not equally beloved by the person whom he entirely loves.

The gloomy months of November, when the people of England hang and drown themselves.

Artificial intelligence will never be a match for natural stupidity.

I have often thought, says Sir Roger, it happens very well that Christmas should fall out in the middle of Winter.

Mankind are more indebted to industry than ingenuity; the gods set up their favors at a price, and industry is the purchaser.

Among those evils which befall us, there are many which have been more painful to us in the prospect than by their actual pressure.

The transition from cause to effect, from event to event, is often carried on by secret steps, which our foresight cannot divine, and our sagacity is unable to trace.