I Never Invite Idiots To My House.

I Always Wish To Find Great Virtues Where There Are Great Talents, And To Love What I Admire.

I Never Invite Idiots To My House.

Few People Know Anything Of The English History But What They Learn From Shakespear; For Our Story Is Rather A Tissue Of Personal Adventures And Catastrophes Than A Series Of Political Events.

Our Collection Of Men Is Very Antique, They Stand In My List Thus: A Man Of Sense, A Little Rusty, A Beau A Good Deal The Worse For Wearing, A Coxcomb Extremely Shattered, A Pretty Gentleman Very Insipid, A Baronet Very Solemn, A Squire Very Fat, A Fop Much Affected, A Barrister Learned In Coke Upon Littleton, But Who Knows Nothing Of `long Ways For Marry As Will', An Heir Apparent, Very Awkward; Which Of These Will Cast A Favourable Eye Upon Me I Don't Know.

I Endeavor To Drink Deep Of Philosophy, And To Be Wise When I Cannot Be Merry, Easy When I Cannot Be Glad, Content With What Cannot Be Mended, And Patient Where There Is No Redress. The Mighty Can Do No More, And The Wise Seldom Do As Much. ... I Am Resolved To Make The Best Of All Circumstances Around Me, That This Short Life May Not Be Half Lost In Pains ... Between The Periods Of Birth And Burial, I Would Fain Insert A Little Happiness, A Little Pleasure, A Little Peace: To-day Is Ours, Yesterday Is Past, And To-morrow May Never Come.