Second thoughts oftentimes are the very worst of all thoughts.
Men are sometimes accused of pride, merely because their accusers would be proud themselves were they in their places.
Nothing is certain in London but expense.
My banks they are furnish'd with bees, Whose murmur invites one to sleep.
Glory relaxes often and debilitates the mind; censure stimulates and contracts,--both to an extreme. Simple fame is, perhaps, the proper medium.
It happens a little unluckily that the persons who have the most infinite contempt of money are the same that have the strongest appetite for the pleasures it procures.