The complaint, therefore, that all topicks are preoccupied, is nothing more than the murmur of ignorance or idleness, by which some discourage others, and some themselves; the mutability of mankind will always furnish writers with new images, and the luxuriance of fancy may always embellish them with new decorations.

All envy would be extinguished, if it were universally known that there are none to be envied.

Distance either of time or place is sufficient to reconcile weak minds to wonderful relations.

My diseases are an asthma and a dropsy and, what is less curable, seventy-five.

I am not so lost in lexicography as to forget that words are the daughters of earth, and that things are the sons of heaven.

From thee, great God, we spring, to thee we tend,- Path, motive, guide, original, and end.

Music is the only sensual pleasure without vice.