Hope is itself a species of happiness.

Every man has some favorite topic of conversation, on which, by a feigned seriousness of attention, he may be drawn to expatiate without end.

No man but a blockhead ever wrote except for money.

The finest landscape in the world is improved by a good inn in the foreground.

Nothing can be truly great which is not right.

[C]ourage is reckoned the greatest of all virtues; because, unless a man has that virtue, he has no security for preserving any other.

Shakespeare never had more than 6 lines together without a fault.