Fastidiousness is the envelope of indelicacy.
A coxcomb is four-fifths affectation and one-fifth vanity.
Death and taxes are inevitable.
Absurdities die of self-strangulation.
The memory of past favors is like a rainbow, bright, vivid, and beautiful; but it soon fades away. The in memory of injuries is engraved on the heart, and remains forever.
Fun has no limits. It is like the human race and face; there is a family likeness among all the species, but they all differ.