Men Seldom Give Pleasure When They Are

It Was His Peculiar Happiness That He Scarcely Ever Found A Stranger Whom He Did Not Leave A Friend; But It Must Likewise Be Added, That He Had Not Often A Friend Long Without Obliging Him To Become A Stranger.

A Quibble Is To Shakespeare What Luminous Vapours Are To The Traveller: He Follows It At All Adventures; It Is Sure To Lead Him Out Of His Way And Sure To Engulf Him In The Mire.

A Fishing Rod Is A Stick With A Hook At One End And A Fool At The Other.

Sir, There Is No End Of Negative Criticism.

For Patience, Sov'reign O'er Transmuted Ill.