John Wesley's conversation is good, but he is never at leisure. He is always obliged to go at a certain hour. This is very disagreeable to a man who loves to fold his legs and have his talk out as I do.

Piety practiced in solitude, like the flower that blooms in the desert, may give its fragrance to the winds of heaven, and delight those unbodied spirits that survey the works of God and the actions of men; but it bestows no assistance upon earthly beings, and however free from taints of impurity, yet wants the sacred splendor of beneficence.

Man is a transitory being, and his designs must partake of the imperfections their author.

Words are daughters of earth but ideas are sons of heaven.

You despise a man for avarice; but you do not hate him.

There is nothing which has yet been contrived by man, by which so much happiness is produced as by a good tavern.

It is scarcely credible to what degree discernment may be dazzled by the mist of pride, and wisdom infatuated by the intoxication of flattery.