Greatly his foes he dreads, but more his friends; He hurts me most who lavishly commends.

Who often, but without success, have prayed for apt Alliteration's artful aid.

England a fortune-telling host, As num'rous as the stars, could boast; Matrons, who toss the cup, and see The grounds of Fate in grounds of tea.

Genius is of no country.

Nature listening stood, whilst Shakespeare play'd And wonder'd at the work herself had made.

When satire flies abroad on falsehood's wing, Short is her life, and impotent her sting; But when to truth allied, the wound she gives Sinks deep, and to remotest ages lives.

The surest way to health, say what they will, Is never to suppose we shall be ill; Most of the ills which we poor mortals know From doctors and imagination flow.

Weak is that throne, and in itself unsound, Which takes not solid virtue for its ground.

A joke's a very serious thing.

No tribute is laid on castles in the air.

The rigid saint, by whom no mercy's shown To saints whose lives are better than his own.

Was there a drain?''No. There was no drain. There isn't one even now'.

Theory is like a book.It's full of meaningless words, a few want to read it and where stays the movie.

To every man according to his ability.

Everyone around me is so strict about keeping me grounded.

You get America out of Iraq, you get Israel out of Palestine.

I fell in love with her for her sense of humour. If she ever lost her sense of humour, I would have to dump her. Then I'd kill myself because I couldn't live without her.

I fear that CAFTA will accelerate the demise of these domestic textile jobs.

Part of growing up is not waiting in line at a hipster breakfast restaurant. The eggs taste the same across the street. I promise.

Whoever said money can't buy happiness wasn't spending it helping people who needed it.

My great grandfather, like many, came to this country in search of the American Dream.