...beauty, like truth, never is so glorious as when it goes the plainest.
So long as a man rides his hobbyhorse peaceably and quietly along the King's highway, and neither compels you or me to get up behind him - pray, Sir, what have either you or I to do with it?
Writings may be compared to wine. Sense is the strength, but wit the flavor.
Respect for ourselves guides our morals, respect for others guides our manners.
Men tire themselves in pursuit of rest.
An atheist is more reclaimable than a papist, as ignorance is sooner cured than superstition.