There is a pleasure sure in being mad, which none but madmen know!
When I consider life, 't is all a cheat.Yet, fooled by hope, men favour the deceit; trust on, and think to-morrow will repay: to-morrow's falser than the former day.
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is, with thoughts of what may be.
Not to ask is not be denied.
Nor is the people's judgment always true: the most may err as grossly as the few.
None but the brave deserves the fair.
Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.
Woman's honor is nice as ermine; it will not bear a soil.
Errors, like straws, upon the surface flow; he who would search for pearls must dive below.
A knock-down argument; 'tis but a word and a blow.