The whole world is put in motion by the wish for riches and the dread of poverty.
Promise, large promise, is the soul of an advertisement.
Language is the dress of thought; and as the noblest mien or most graceful action would be degraded and obscured by a garb appropriated to the gross employments of rusticks or mechanics, so the most heroick sentiments will lose their efficacy
Exercise is labor without weariness.
Tomorrow is an old deceiver, and his cheat never grows stale.
Pride is seldom delicate; it will please itself with very mean advantages.