Tediousness is the most fatal of all faults.

It is the just doom of laziness and gluttony to be inactive without ease and drowsy without tranquility.

Stand Firm for your country, and become a man Honour'd and lov'd: It were a noble life, To be found dead, embracing her.

In a Man's Letters you know, Madam, his soul lies naked, his letters are only the mirrour of his breast.

When a friend is carried to his grave, we at once find excuses for every weakness, and palliation of every fault. We recollect a thousand endearments, which before glided off our minds without impression, a thousand favors unrepaid, a thousand duties unperformed; and wish, vainly wish, for his return, not so much that we may receive as that we may bestow happiness, and recompense that kindness which before we never understood.

As a madman is apt to think himself grown suddenly great, so he that grows suddenly great is apt to borrow a little from the madman.

Apologies are seldom of any use.