A fool is in himself the object of pity, until he is flattered.
The insupportable labor of doing nothing.
Since we cannot promise our selves constant health, let us endeavour at such temper as may be our best support in the decay of it.
Many take pleasure in spreading abroad the weakness of an exalted character.
A little in drink, but at all times your faithful husband.
Conversation never sits easier upon us than when we now and then discharge ourselves in a symphony of laughter, which may not improperly be called the chorus of conversation.