O Music! how it grieves me that imprudence, intemperance, gluttony, should open their channels into thy sacred stream.

Men universally are ungrateful towards him who instructs them, unless, in the hours or in the intervals of instruction, he presents a sweet-cake to their self-love.

Two evils, of almost equal weight, may befall the man of erudition; never to be listened to, and to be listened to always.

Virtue is presupposed in friendship.

Even the weakest disputant is made so conceited by what he calls religion, as to think himself wiser than the wisest who thinks differently from him.

We oftener say things because we can say them well, than because they are sound and reasonable.

He who brings ridicule to bear against truth finds in his hand a blade without a hilt. The most sparkling and pointed flame of wit flickers and expires against the incombustible walls of her sanctuary.