The men, who labour and digest things most, Will be much apter to despond than boast; For if your author be profoundly good, 'Twill cost you dear before he's understood.

The press, the pulpit, and the stage, Conspire to censure and expose our age.

Choose an author as you would a friend.

You must not think that a satiric style allows of scandalous and brutish words; the better sort abhor scurrility.

Pride (of all others the most dang'rous fault) Proceeds from want of sense, or want of thought.

Abstruse and mystic thoughts you must express With painful care, but seeming easiness; For truth shines brightest thro' the plainest dress.

Tis I that call, remember Milo's end, Wedged in that timber which he strove to rend.

Immodest words admit of no defence, For want of decency is want of sense.

We weep and laugh, as we see others do.

The last loud trumpet's wondrous sound, Shall thro' the rending tombs rebound, And wake the nations under ground.

Men still had faults, and men will have them still; He that hath none, and lives as angels do, Must be an angel.

Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.

The slow dance of synchronicity begins the moment you are born.

Just listen to Chris Matthews on any given day and you will see what's acceptable on the Left

Blues ain’t football. You don’t have to retire at 30. You can grow and play all your life.

There might be a lot of physical chemistry within a couple, but without the compatibility of life philosophy and interests then the relationship will likely not be long-lasting.

This is about Floridians saying whats most important to them and making sure that we create an agenda that we can drive and deliver back in Washington, D.C. So its very exciting.

I'm the straw that stirs the drink.

Every book is, in an intimate sense, a circular-letter to the friends of him who writes it.

You want me to be all doom and gloom, or just shut up?

Right joyous are we to behold your face, Most worthy brother England; fairly met!