In sovereignty there are no gradations.

Every man has some favorite topic of conversation, on which, by a feigned seriousness of attention, he may be drawn to expatiate without end.

Every man wishes to be wise, and they who cannot be wise are almost always cunning.

Bachelors have consciences, married men have wives.

There is no being so poor and so contemptible, who does not think there is somebody still poorer, and still more contemptible.

The animadversions of critics are commonly such as may easily provoke the sedatest writer to some quickness of resentment and asperity of reply.

There are certain topicks which are never exhausted. Of some images and sentiments the mind of man may be said to be enamoured; it meets them, however often they occur, with the same ardour which a lover feels at the sight of his mistress, and parts from them with the same regret when they can no longer be enjoyed.