Every absurdity has a champion to defend it.
Novels teach the youthful mind to sigh after happiness that never existed.
Taste is the power of relishing or rejecting whatever is offered for the entertainment of the imagination.
Wit generally succeeds more from being happily addressed than from its native poignancy. A jest, calculated to spread at a gaming-table, may be received with, perfect indifference should it happen to drop in a mackerel-boat.
If you were to make little fishes talk, they would talk like whales.
Sweet Auburn, loveliest village of the plain.