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

He who closes his ears to the views of others shows little confidence in the integrity of his own views.

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

I confess freely to you, I could never look long upon a monkey, without very mortifying reflections.

But say what you will, 'tis better to be left than never to have been loved. To pass our youth in dull indifference, to refuse the sweets of life because they once must leave us, is as preposterous as to wish to have been born old, because we one day must be old.

Thou art a retailer of phrases, and dost deal in remnants of remnants.

There are come Critics so with Spleen diseased, They scarcely come inclining to be pleased: And sure he must have more than mortal Skill, Who please one against his Will.