Waste cannot be accurately told, though we are sensible how destructive it is. Economy, on the one hand, by which a certain income is made to maintain a man genteelly; and waste, on the other, by which on the same income another man lives shabbily, cannot be defined. It is a very nice thing; as one man wears his coat out much sooner than another, we cannot tell how.

He left the name at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.

To hear complaints is wearisome alike to the wretched and the happy.

No wonder, Sir, that he is vain; a man who is perpetually flattered in every mode that can be conceived. So many bellows have blown the fire, that one wonders he is not by this time become a cinder.

He who waits to do a great deal of good at once will never do anything.

No man can fall into contempt but those who deserve it.

The life of a solitary man will be certainly miserable, but not certainly devout.