Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace the day's disasters in his morning face..

The person whose clothes are extremely fine I am too apt to consider as not being possessed of any superiority of fortune, but resembling those India….

Titles and mottoes to books are like escutcheons and dignities in the hands of a king. The wise sometimes condescend to accept of them; but none but ….

The man recovered of the bite, The dog it was that died..

Teach erring man to spurn the rage of gain..

Our pleasures are short, and can only charm at intervals; love is a method of protraction our greatest pleasure..

Logicians have but ill defined As rational the human mind; Reason, they say, belongs to man, But let them prove it if they can..

In a polite age almost every person becomes a reader, and receives more instruction from the Press than the Pulpit..

It is not easy to recover an art when once lost..

I hate the French because they are all slaves and wear wooden shoes..

The premises being thus settled, I proceed to observe that the concatenation of self-existence, proceeding in a reciprocal duplicate ratio, naturally….

Novels teach the youthful mind to sigh after happiness that never existed..

Is it that Nature, attentive to the preservation of mankind, increases our wishes to live, while she lessens our enjoyments, and as she robs the sens….

Books are necessary to correct the vices of the polite; but those vices are ever changing, and the antidote should be changed accordingly should stil….

The whitewash'd wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnish'd clock that click'd behind the door; The chest, contriv'd a double debt to pay,- A bed by….

Whatever be the motives which induce men to write,--whether avarice or fame,--the country becomes more wise and happy in which they most serve for in….

I fancy the character of a poet is in every country the same,--fond of enjoying the present, careless of the future; his conversation that of a man o….

This same philosophy is a good horse in the stable, but an arrant jade on a journey..

The nakedness of the indigent world may be clothed from the trimmings of the vain..

Write how you want, the critic shall show the world you could have written better..

Were I to be angry at men being fools, I could here find ample room for declamation; but, alas! I have been a fool myself; and why should I be angry ….