Invention is not so much the result of labor as of judgment.

I will not quarrel with a slight mistake, Such as our nature's frailty may excuse.

Choose an author as you would a friend.

Let us not write at a loose rambling rate, in hope the world will wink at all our faults.

Abstruse and mystic thoughts you must express With painful care, but seeming easiness; For truth shines brightest thro' the plainest dress.

The men, who labour and digest things most, Will be much apter to despond than boast; For if your author be profoundly good, 'Twill cost you dear before he's understood.

Words are like leaves; some wither every year, and every year a younger race succeed.