A private sin is not so prejudicial in this world, as a public indecency.

Sleep is the best cure for waking troubles.

If you are ambitious of climbing up to the difficult, and in a manner inaccessible, summit of the Temple of Fame, your surest way is to leave on one hand the narrow path of Poetry, and follow the narrower track of Knight-Errantry, which in a trice may raise you to an imperial throne.

Everyone is as God has made him, and oftentimes a great deal worse.

Ill-luck, you know, seldom comes alone.

Tis the only comfort of the miserable to have partners in their woes.

It is better that a judge should lean on the side of compassion than severity.