Patience is the panacea; but where does it grow, or who can swallow it?

The lines of poetry, the period of prose, and even the texts of Scripture most frequently recollected and quoted, are those which are felt to be preeminently musical.

A liar begins with making falsehood appear like truth, and ends with making truth itself appear like falsehood.

There is a certain flimsiness of poetry which seems expedient in a song.

A large, branching, aged oak is perhaps the most venerable of all inanimate objects.

There is nothing more universally commended than a fine day; the reason is that people can commend it without envy.

There are no persons more solicitous about the preservation of rank than those who have no rank at all. Observe the humors of a country christening, and you will find no court in Christendom so ceremonious as the quality of Brentford.