I would consent to have a limb amputated to recover my spirits

I am always sorry when any language is lost, because languages are the pedigrees of nations.

The liberty of the press is a blessing when we are inclined to write against others, and a calamity when we find ourselves overborne by the multitude of our assailants.

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

Locke, whom there is no reason to suspect of being a favorer of idleness or libertinism, has advanced that whoever hopes to employ any part of his time with efficacy and vigor must allow some of it to pass with trifles.

The charm of London is that you are never glad or sorry for ten minutes together; in the country you are one or the other for weeks.

Friendship may well deserve the sacrifice of pleasure, though not of conscience.