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

I always get the better when I argue alone.

Pity and friendship are two passions incompatible with each other.

I fancy the character of a poet is in every country the same,--fond of enjoying the present, careless of the future; his conversation that of a man of sense, his actions those of a fool.

Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and shew'd how fields were won.

Were I to be angry at men being fools, I could here find ample room for declamation; but, alas! I have been a fool myself; and why should I be angry with them for being something so natural to every child of humanity?

Philosophy ... should not pretend to increase our present stock, but make us economists of what we are possessed of.