And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep, A shade that follows wealth or fame, And leaves the wretch to weep?

Of all kinds of ambition, that which pursues poetical fame is the wildest

I love everything that's old, - old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine.

Let schoolmasters puzzle their brain, With grammar, and nonsense, and learning, Good liquor, I stoutly maintain, Gives genius a better discerning.

A silent address is the genuine eloquence of sincerity.

Both wit and understanding are trifles without integrity.

All that a husband or wife really wants is to be pitied a little, praised a little, and appreciated a little.