Here's to us, who's like us Damn few, and they're all dead.

Here's to us, who's like us Damn few, and they're all dead.

Prudent, cautious self-control is wisdom's root.

My Son, these maxims make a rule An lump them ay thegither: The Rigid Righteous is a fool, The Rigid Wise anither.

A mind that is conscious of its integrity scorns to say more than it means to perform.

Your lines, I maintain it, are poetry, and good poetry.... Friendship... had I been so blest as to have met with you in time, might have led me - God of love only knows where.

I look on the opposite sex with something like the admiration with which I regard the starry sky on a frosty December night. I admire the beauty of the Creator's workmanship, I am charmed with the wild but graceful eccentricity of the motions, and then I wish both of them goodnight.