A man who exposes himself when he is intoxicated, has not the art of getting drunk.

As peace is the end of war, so to be idle is the ultimate purpose of the busy.

Solitude is dangerous to reason, without being favourable to virtue. Remember that the solitary mortal is certainly luxurious, probably superstitious, and possibly mad.

No place affords a more striking conviction of the vanity of human hopes than a public library.

Life is not long, and too much of it must not pass in idle deliberation how it shall be spent.

Our senses, our appetite, and our passions are our lawful and faithful guides in things that relate solely to this life.

I would advise you, Sir, to study algebra, if you are not an adept already in it: your head would get less muddy, and you will leave off tormenting your neighbours about paper and packthread, while we all live together in a world that is bursting with sin and sorrow.