The Fountain Of Contentment Must Spring Up

Every Man Is, Or Hopes To Be, An Idler.

The Love Of Retirement Has In All Ages Adhered Closely To Those Minds Which Have Been Most Enlarged By Knowledge, Or Elevated By Genius. Those Who Enjoyed Everything Generally Supposed To Confer Happiness Have Been Forced To Seek It In The Shades Of Privacy.

Sir, You Have But Two Topics, Yourself And Me. I Am Sick Of Both.

In Traveling, A Man Must Carry Knowledge With Him, If He Would Bring Home Knowledge.

The Necessities Of Our Condition Require A Thousand Offices Of Tenderness, Which Mere Regard For The Species Will Never Dictate.