"Pray, my dear," quoth my mother, "have you not forgot to wind up the…

So long as a man rides his hobbyhorse peaceably and quietly along the King's highway, and neither compels you or me to get up behind him — pray, Sir, what have either you or I to do with it?

As we jogg on, either laugh with me, or at me, or in short do any thing—only keep your temper.

Only the brave know how to forgive...A coward never forgave; it is not in his nature.

But this is his way; it is the language of his character; and, though one might wish it to be otherwise, yet I cannot tell what right any of us have to pass a severe sentence upon it, for no other reason in the world, but because our own …

I wish either my father or my mother, or indeed both of them, as they were in duty both equally bound to it, had minded what they were about when they begot me.

For every ten jokes, thou hast got a hundred enemies.