My Appetite Comes To Me While Eating.

I Have Gathered A Posy Of Other Men’s Flowers And Only The Thread That Bonds Them Is My Own.

I Do Not Teach. I Relate.

Every Abridgement Of A Good Book Is A Fool Abridged.

Plenty And Indigence Depend Upon The Opinion Every One Has Of Them; And Riches, Like Glory Of Health, Have No More Beauty Or Pleasure Than Their Possessor Is Pleaded To Lend Them.

Stupidity And Wisdom Meet In The Same Centre Of Sentiment And Resolution, In The Suffering Of Human Accidents.