The miser and the glutton are two facetious buzzards: one hides his store, and the other stores his hide.

Fashion makes fools of some, sinners of others, and slaves of all.

When the truth is in your way, you are on the wrong road.

Learning sleeps and snores in libraries, but wisdom is everywhere, wide awake, on tiptoe.

Sekts and creeds ov religion, are like pocket compesses, good enuff tu pinte out the direction, but the nearer the pole yu git thewuss tha wurk.

Threescore years and ten is enough; if a man can't suffer all the misery he wants in that time, he must be numb.

If animals had reason, they would act just as ridiculous as we menfolks do.