Love can be founded upon Nature only.

A rich dress adds but little to the beauty of a person. It may possibly create a deference, but that is rather an enemy to love.

Nothing is sure in London, except expense.

I trimmed my lamp, consumed the midnight oil.

Let the gulled fool the toil of war pursue, where bleed the many to enrich the few.

Those who are incapable of shining out by dress would do well to consider that the contrast between them and their clothes turns out much to their disadvantage.

The most reserved of men, that will not exchange two syllables together in an English coffee-house, should they meet at Ispahan, would drink sherbet and eat a mess of rice together.