Hannibal was a very pretty fellow in those days.

If happiness in self-content is placed, The wise are wretched, and fools only blessed.

I came up stairs into the world, for I was born in a cellar.

'Tis well enough for a servant to be bred at an University. But the education is a little too pedantic for a gentleman.

Music has charms to soothe a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak. I've read that things inanimate have moved, and, as with living souls, have been inform'd, by magic numbers and persuasive sound.

I nauseate walking; 'tis a country diversion, I loathe the country.

Delay not till tomorrow to be wise; tomorrow's sun to thee may neve rise.