Our Grub-street biographers watch for the death of a great man like so many undertakers on purpose to make a penny of him.

The Fashionable World is grown free and easie; our Manners sit more loose upon us: Nothing is so modish as an agreeable Negligence. In a word, Good Breeding shows it self most, where to an ordinary Eye it appears the least.

To be perfectly just is an attribute of the divine nature; to be so to the utmost of our abilities, is the glory of man.

To be exempt from the passions with which others are tormented, is the only pleasing solitude.

The pride of woman, natural to her, never sleeps until modesty is gone.

Why will any man be so impertinently officious as to tell me all prospect of a future state is only fancy and delusion? Is there any merit in being the messenger of ill news. If it is a dream, let me enjoy it, since it makes me both the happier and better man.

When a man has been guilty of any vice or folly, the best atonement he can make for it is to warn others not to fall into the like.