Mortifications are often more painful than real calamities.

All his faults are such that one loves him still the better for them.

In my time, the follies of the town crept slowly among us, but now they travel faster than a stagecoach.

I learn several great truths; as that it is impossible to see into the ways of futurity, that punishment always attends the villain, that love is the fond soother of the human breast.

Here lies David Garrick, describe me who can, An abridgment of all that was pleasant in man.

True genius walks along a line, and, perhaps, our greatest pleasure is in seeing it so often near falling, without being ever actually down.

Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace the day's disasters in his morning face.