My voice is still for war. Gods! can a Roman senate long debate Which of the two to choose, slavery or death?

Wit is the fetching of congruity out of incongruity.

My voice is still for war. Gods! can a Roman senate long debate Which of the two to choose, slavery or death?

It generally takes its rise either from an ill-will to mankind, a private inclination to make ourselves esteemed, an ostentation of wit, and vanity of being thought in the secrets of the world; or from a desire of gratifying any of these dispositions of mind in those persons with whom we converse.

I am wonderfully pleased when I meet with any passage in an old Greek or Latin author, that is not blown upon, and which I have never met with in any quotation.

Thy steady temper, Portius, Can look on guilt, rebellion, fraud, and Cæsar, In the calm lights of mild philosophy.

As addictions go, reading is among the cleanest, easiest to feed, happiest.