Among many parallels which men of imagination have drawn between the natural and moral state of the world, it has been observed that happiness as well as virtue consists in mediocrity.

False taste is always busy to mislead those that are entering upon the regions of learning; and the traveller, uncertain of his way, and forsaken by the sun, will be pleased to see a fainter orb arise on the horizon, that may rescue him from total darkness, though with weak and borrowed lustre.

We often look with indifference on the successive parts of something that, if the whole were seen together, would shake us with emotion.

The gloomy and the resentful are always found among those who have nothing to do or who do nothing.

Rain is good for vegetables, and for the animals who eat those vegetables, and for the animals who eat those animals.

The use of travelling is to regulate imagination by reality, and instead of thinking how things may be, to see them as they are.

No man hates him at whom he can laugh.