It is as bad as bad can be: it is ill-fed, ill-killed, ill-kept, and ill-drest.

This man [Chesterfield], I thought, had been a Lord among wits; but I find he is only a wit among Lords.

Every other enjoyment malice may destroy; every other panegyric envy may withhold; but no human power can deprive the boaster of his own encomiums.

Prejudice, not being founded on reason, cannot be removed by argument.

It is however, reasonable, to have perfection in our eye; that we may always advance towards it, though we know it never can be reached.

He that teaches us anything which we knew not before is undoubtedly to be reverenced as a master.

The size of a man's understanding might always be justly measured by his mirth.