This place is the Devil, or at least his principal residence, they call it the University, but any other appellation would have suited it much better, for study is the last pursuit of the society; the Master eats, drinks, and sleeps, the Fellows drink, dispute and pun, the employments of the undergraduates you will probably conjecture without my description.

The lapse of ages changes all things - time, language, the earth, the bounds of the sea, the stars of the sky, and every thing about, around, and underneath man, except man himself.

I really cannot know whether I am or am not the Genius you are pleased to call me, but I am very willing to put up with the mistake, if it be one.

Those who will not reason, are bigots, those who cannot, are fools, and those who dare not, are slaves.

Nothing so difficult as a beginning In poesy, unless perhaps the end.

The 'good old times' - all times when old are good.

Folly loves the martyrdom of fame.