The insupportable labor of doing nothing.

Praise from an enemy is the most pleasing of all commendations.

Simplicity of all things is the hardest to be copy.

Of all the affections which attend human life, the love of glory is the most ardent.

The married state, with and without the affection suitable to it, is the completest image of heaven and hell we are capable of receiving in this life.

Violins are the lively, forward, importunate wits, that distinguish themselves by the flourishes of imagination, sharpness of repartee, glances of satire, and bear away the upper part in every consort.

The man is mechanically turned, and made for getting. . . . It was verily prettily said that we may learn the little value of fortune by the persons on whom Heaven is pleased to bestow it.