Sorrow is a kind of rust of the soul, which every new idea contributes in its passage to scour away. It is the putrefaction of stagnant life, and is remedied by exercise and motion.

Lexicographer: a writer of dictionaries, a harmless drudge, that busies himself in tracing the original, and detailing the signification of words.

Life is a pill which none of us can bear to swallow without gilding.

Just praise is only a debt, but flattery is a present. The acknowledgment of those virtues on which conscience congratulates us is a tribute that we can at any tine exact with confidence; but the celebration of those which we only feign, or desire without any vigorous endeavours to attain them, is received as a confession of sovereignty over regions never conquered, as a favourable decision of disputable claims, and is more welcome as more gratuitous.

Every man has something to do which he neglects, every man has faults to conquer which he delays to combat.

Human life is everywhere a state in which much is to be endured, and little to be enjoyed.

Pride is a vice, which pride itself inclines every man to find in others, and to overlook in himself