half the good intentions of my life have been frustrated by my unfortunate habit of putting things off till to-morrow.

Let the sexes mutually forgive each other their follies; or, what is much better, let them combine their talents for their general advantage.

how impossible it is not to laugh in some company, or to laugh in others.

there is no reasoning with imagination.

Home! With what different sensations different people pronounce and hear that word pronounced!

... an inaccurate use of words produces such a strange confusion in all reasoning, that in the heat of debate, the combatants, unable to distinguish their friends from their foes, fall promiscuously on both.

why will friends publish all the trash they can scrape together of celebrated people?