Kindness is in our power, even when fondness is not.

In his comic scenes, Shakespeare seems to produce, without labor, what no labor can improve.

Of the present state, whatever it be, we feel and are forced to confess the misery; yet when the same state is again at a distance, imagination paints it as desirable.

I have all my life long been lying in bed till noon; yet I tell all young men, and tell them with great sincerity, that nobody who does not rise early will ever do any good.

If pleasure was not followed by pain, who would forbear it?

Books like friends, should be few and well-chosen.

He that applauds him who does not deserve praise, is endeavoring to deceive the public; he that hisses in malice or sport, is an oppressor and a robber.