Turn pimp, flatterer, quack, lawyer, parson, be chaplain to an atheist, or stallion to an old woman, anything but a poet; for a poet is worse, more servile, timorous and fawning than any I have named.

They come together like the Coroner's Inquest, to sit upon the murdered reputations of the week.

Defer not till to-morrow to be wise, To-morrow's Sun to thee may never rise; Or should to-morrow chance to cheer thy sight With her enlivening and unlook'd for light, How grateful will appear her dawning rays! As favours unexpected doubly please.

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

Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. Security is an insipid thing.

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.

Marriage indeed may qualify the fury of his passion, but it very rarely mends a man's manners.