Luncheon: as much food as one's hand can hold.

In misery's darkest cavern known, His useful care was ever nigh Where hopeless anguish pour'd his groan, And lonely want retir'd to die.

In sovereignty there are no gradations.

Hope is necessary in every condition. The miseries of poverty, sickness and captivity would, without this comfort, be insupportable.

Wasting a fortune is evaporation by a thousand imperceptible means.

To preserve health is a moral and religious duty: for health is the basis of all social virtues; and we can be useful no longer than while we are well.

A fly, Sir, may sting a stately horse and make him wince; but, one is but an insect, and the other is a horse still.