To what fortuitous occurrence do we not owe every pleasure and…

Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.

There is no arguing with Johnson: for if his pistol misses fire, he knocks you down with the butt end of it.

Laws grind the poor, and rich men rule the law.

A nightcap decked his brows instead of bay, A cap by night — a stocking all the day!

Such dainties to them, their health it might hurt; It's like sending them ruffles, when wanting a shirt.

[To Mr. Johnson] If you were to make little fishes talk, they would talk like whales.