Our pleasures in literature do not, I think, decline with age; last 1st of January was my eighty-second birthday, and I think that I had as much enjoyment from books as I ever had in my life.

Beauties are always curious about beauties, and wits about wits.

Some people talk of morality, and some of religion, but give me a little snug property.

According to the Asiatics, Cupid's bow is strung with bees which are apt to sting, sometimes fatally, those who meddle with it.

sometimes the very faults of parents produce a tendency to opposite virtues in their children.

Business was his aversion; Pleasure was his business.

Now flattery can never do good; twice cursed in the giving and the receiving, it ought to be.