Man Is A Poetical Animal, And Delights

True Friendship Is Self-love At Second-hand.

A Lively Blockhead In Company Is A Public Benefit. Silence Or Dulness By The Side Of Folly Looks Like Wisdom.

Vice, Like Disease, Floats In The Atmosphere.

I Have A Much Greater Ambition To Be The Best Racket Player Than The Best Prose Writer.

Do Not Keep On With A Mockery Of Friendship After The Substance Is Gone - But Part, While You Can Part Friends. Bury The Carcass Of Friendship: It Is Not Worth Embalming.