Wine Gives Great Pleasure; And Every Pleasure

Modern Writers Are The Moons Of Literature; They Shine With Reflected Light, With Light Borrowed From The Ancients.

Wealth Is Nothing In Itself; It Is Not Useful But When It Departs From Us.

Men Seldom Give Pleasure When They Are Not Pleased Themselves.

Mutual Cowardice Keeps Us In Peace.

A Minute Analysis Of Life At Once Destroys That Splendor Which Dazzles The Imagination. Whatsoever Grandeur Can Display, Or Luxury Enjoy, Is Procured By Offices Of Which The Mind Shrinks From The Contemplation. All The Delicacies Of The Table May Be Traced Back To The Shambles And The Dunghill; All Magnificence Of Building Was Hewn From The Quarry, And All The Pomp Of Ornament Dug From Among The Damps And Darkness Of The Mine.