Melancholy, indeed, should be diverted by every means but drinking.

A man is not obliged honestly to answer a question which should not properly be put.

Admiration and love are like being intoxicated with champagne; judgment and friendship are like being enlivened.

The business of life is to go forward.

All discourse of which others cannot partake is not only an irksome usurpation of the time devoted to pleasure and entertainment, but, what never fails to excite resentment, an insolent assertion of superiority, and a triumph over less enlightened understandings. The pedant is, therefore, not only heard with weariness but malignity; and those who conceive themselves insulted by his knowledge never fail to tell with acrimony how injudiciously it was exerted.

Questioning is not the mode of conversation among gentlemen.

When a Man is tried of London, he is tired of life.