The devil helps his servants for a season; but when they get into a pinch; he leaves them in the lurch.

Humor is the offspring of man; it comes forth like Minerva, fully armed from the brain.

Figure-flingers and star-gazers pretend to foretell the fortunes of kingdoms, and have no foresight in what concerns themselves.

To be longing for this thing to-day and for that thing to-morrow; to change likings for loathings, and to stand wishing and hankering at a venture--how is it possible for any man to be at rest in this fluctuant, wandering humor and opinion?

A body may well lay too little as too much stress upon a dream; but the less he heed them the better.

The fairest blossoms of pleasantry thrive best where the sun is not strong enough to scorch, nor the soil rank enough to corrupt.

The devil helps his servants for a season; but when they get into a pinch; he leaves them in the lurch.