Among all kinds of Writing, there is none in which Authors are more apt to miscarry than in Works of Humour, as there is none in which they are more ambitious to excel.

Words, when well chosen, have so great a force in them, that a description often gives us more lively ideas than the sight of things themselves.

Man is the merriest species of the creation; all above or below him are serious.

A misery is not to be measure from the nature of the evil but from the temper of the sufferer.

The soul, considered with its Creator, is like one of those mathematical lines that may draw nearer to another for all eternity without a possibility of touching it; and can there be a thought so transporting as to consider ourselves in these perpetual approaches to Him, who is not only the standard of perfection, but of happiness?

Physic, for the most part, is nothing else but the substitute of exercise and temperance.

Honor's a fine imaginary notion, that draws in raw and unexperienced men to real mischiefs.