Unlike my subject will I frame my song, It shall be witty and it shan't be long.

A man of sense soon discovers, because he carefully observes, where and how long he is welcome; and takes care to leave the company at least as soon as he is wished out of it. Fools never perceive whether they are ill timed or ill placed.

All I desire for my own burial, is not to be buried alive; but how or where, I think, must be entirely indifferent to every rational creature.

Indifference is commonly the mother of discretion.

Swift speedy time, feathered with flying hours, Dissolves the beauty of the fairest brow.

When griefs are genuine, I find, there is nothing more vacuous, more burdensome, or even more impertinent, than letters of consolation.

Everything is worth seeing once, and the more one sees the less one either wonders or admires.