The man that hails you Tom or Jack, and proves by thumps upon your back how he esteems your merit, is such a friend, that one had need be very much his friend indeed to pardon or to bear it.

A noisy man is always in the right.

Lived in his saddle, loved the chase, the course, And always, ere he mounted, kiss'd his horse.

War's a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at.

Existence is a strange bargain. Life owes us little; we owe it everything. The only true happiness comes from squandering ourselves for a purpose.

To follow foolish precedents, and wink With both our eyes, is easier than to think.

But animated nature sweeter still, to soothe and satisfy the human ear.