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

I know a lady that loves to talk so incessantly, she won't give an echo fair play; she has that everlasting rotation of tongue that an echo must wait till she dies before it can catch her last words!

Hannibal was a very pretty fellow in those days.

Men are apt to offend ('tis true) where they find most goodness to forgive.

She likes herself, yet others hates, For that which in herself she prizes; And while she laughs at them, forgets She is the thing that she despises.

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

To find a young fellow that is neither a wit in his own eye, nor a fool in the eye of the world, is a very hard task.