Crows pick out the eyes of the dead, when the dead have no longer need of them; but flatterers mar the soul of the living, and her eyes they blind.

The soul that companies with Virtue is like an ever-flowing source. It is a pure, clear, and wholesome draught; sweet, rich, and generous of its store; that in…

Nature hath given men one tongue but two ears, that we may hear from others twice as much as we speak.

What wouldst thou be found doing when overtaken by Death? If I might choose, I would be found doing some deed of true humanity, of wide import, beneficent and …

I have invented an invaluable permanent invalid called Bunbury, in order that I may be able to go down into the country whenever I choose.

There is to some men a great Lechery in Lying, and imposing on the understandings of beleeving people.

'A German is someone who cannot tell a lie without believing it himself.'