Being married to those sleepy-souled women is just like playing at cards for nothing: no passion is excited and the time is filled up. I do not, however, envy a fellow one of those honeysuckle wives for my part, as they are but creepers at best and commonly destroy the tree they so tenderly cling about.

Some people wave their dogmatic thinking until their own reason is entangled.

A successful author is equally in danger of the diminution of his fame, whether he continues or ceases to write.

Truth has no gradations; nothing which admits of increase can be so much what it is, as truth is truth. There may be a strange thing, and a thing more strange. But if a proposition be true, there can be none more true.

The most fatal disease of friendship is gradual decay.

Sir, I have found you an argument; but I am not obliged to find you an understanding.

Deign on the passing world to turn thine eyes, And pause awhile from letters, to be wise.