How many thousands of [lives] are there every year that comes cast away, (in all civilized countries at least)--and consider'd asnothing but common air, in competition of an hypothesis.

We are born to trouble; and we may depend upon it, whilst we live in this world, we shall have it, though with intermissions.

Human nature is the same in all professions.

Pain and pleasure, like light and darkness, succeed each other.

A good simile,--as concise as a king's declaration of love.

What is the life of man! Is it not to shift from side to side? From sorrow to sorrow? To button up one cause of vexation! And unbutton another!

People who drink too much, health, and greedy. Hoard a treasure we do not like.