What is said upon a subject is gathered from an hundred people.

Every period of life is obliged to borrow its happiness from time to come.

They who have already enjoyed the crowds and noise of the great city, know their desire to return is little more than the restlessness of a vacant mind, that they are not so much led by hope as driven by disgust, and wish rather to leave the country than to see the town.

It is the just doom of laziness and gluttony to be inactive without ease and drowsy without tranquility.

It is dangerous for mortal beauty, or terrestrial virtue, to be examined by too strong a light. The torch of Truth shows much that we cannot, and all that we would not, see.

A man may be so much of everything that he is nothing of anything.

If he does really think that there is no distinction between virtue and vice, why, sir, when he leaves our houses let us count our spoons.