"Heat, ma'am!" I said; "it was so dreadful here, that I found there was nothing left for it but to take off my flesh and sit in my bones |
[Doctors] said I'm going to have this all my life probably. |
A bigot delights in public ridicule, for he begins to think he is a martyr |
A Curate - there is something which excites compassion in the very name of a Curate!!! |
A great deal of talent is lost in the world for want of courage. |
A life of knowledge is not often a life of injury and crime |
A nation grown free in a single day is a child born with the limbs and the vigor of a man, who would take a drawn sword for his rattle, and set the house in a blaze that he might chuckle over the splendor. |
A wise man struggling with adversity is said by some heathen writer to be a spectacle on which the gods might look down with pleasure |
Ah, you flavor everything; you are the vanilla of society |
All this class of pleasures inspires me with the same nausea as I feel at the sight of rich plum-cake or sweetmeats; I prefer the driest bread of common life. |
Among the smaller duties of life I hardly know any one more important than that of not praising where praise is not due. |
An ounce of wit is worth a pound of argument |
Be what nature intended you for, and you will succeed; be anything else and you will be ten thousand times worse than nothing |
Bishop Berkeley destroyed this world in one volume octavo; and nothing remained, after his time, but mind; which experienced a similar fate from the hand of Mr. Hume in 1737. |
Correspondences are like small clothes before the invention of suspenders; it is impossible to keep them up. |