Passions Are The Gales Of Life.

The Finest Minds, Like The Finest Metals, Dissolve The Easiest.

The Muse But Serv'd To Ease Some Friend, Not Wife, / To Help Me Through This Long Disease, My Life.

False Happiness Is Like False Money; It Passes For A Time As Well As The True, And Serves Some Ordinary Occasions; But When It Is Brought To The Touch, We Find The Lightness And Alloy, And Feel The Loss.

If A Man's Character Is To Be Abused There's Nobody Like A Relative To Do The Business.

For Critics, As They Are Birds Of Prey, Have Ever A Natural Inclination To Carrion.