Happiness, like misfortunes, never comes alone.

Ah, what a grudge I owe physicians! what mummery is their art!

There is nothing so lovely as to be beautiful. Beauty is a gift of God and we should cherish it as such.

Were it not for the amusement of our books, we should be moped to death for want of occupation. It rains incessantly. ... we tickle ourselves in order to laugh; to so low an ebb are we reduced.

I know of no sorrow greater than that occasioned by a delay of the post.

matrimony is a very dangerous disorder; I had rather drink.

Death makes us all equal.