One man is born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and the other with a wooden ladle.

Crime generally punishes itself.

Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.

As for disappointing them I should not so much mind; but I can't abide to disappoint myself.

I have seen her and sister cry over a book for an hour together, and they said, they liked the book the better the more it made them cry.

A flattering painter, who made it his care To draw men as they ought to be, not as they are.

The world is like a vast sea: mankind like a vessel sailing on its tempestuous bosom. ... [T]he sciences serve us for oars.