We are all sure of two things, at least; we shall suffer and we shall all die.

Mortifications are often more painful than real calamities.

Embosom'd in the deep where Holland lies. Methinks her patient sons before me stand, Where the broad ocean leans against the land.

To what fortuitous occurrence do we not owe every pleasure and convenience of our lives.

Whichever way we look the prospect is disagreeable. Behind, we have left pleasures we shall never enjoy, and therefore regret; and before, we see pleasures which we languish to possess, and are consequently uneasy till we possess them.

Hope, like the gleaming taper

Be not affronted at a joke. If one throw salt at thee, thou wilt receive no harm, unless thou art raw.