The poor dog, in life the firmest friend. The first to welcome, foremost to defend.
‘Tis very certain the desire of life prolongs it.
Shakespeare’s name, you may depend on it, stands absurdly too high and will go down.
Opinions are made to be changed – or how is truth to be got at?
Though I love my country, I do not love my countrymen.
For pleasures past I do not grieve, nor perils gathering near; My greatest grief is that I leave nothing that claims a tear.
He who surpasses or subdues mankind, must look down on the hate of those below.
A woman should never be seen eating or drinking, unless it be lobster salad and Champagne, the only true feminine and becoming viands.
This man is freed from servile bands, Of hope to rise, or fear to fall; Lord of himself, though not of lands, And leaving nothing, yet hath all.
What should I have known or written had I been a quiet, mercantile politician or a lord in waiting? A man must travel, and turmoil, or there is no existence.