Tis never for their wisdom that one loves the wisest...

A physician can sometimes parry the scythe of death, but has no power over the sand in the hourglass.

I think character never changes; the Acorn becomes an Oak, which is very little like an Acorn to be sure, but it never becomes an Ash.

Friendship is far more delicate than love.

'Tis never for their wisdom that one loves the wisest, or for their wit that one loves the wittiest; 'tis for benevolence, and virtue, and honest fondness, one loves people...

Women bear Crosses better than Men do, but bear Surprizes - worse.

Nothing is so fatiguing as the life of a wit.

We look on those approaching the banks of a river all must cross, with ten times the interest they excited when dancing in the meadow.

[Samuel] Johnson's conversation was by much too strong for a person accustomed to obsequiousness and flattery; it was mustard in a young child's mouth!

I am perpetually bringing or losing babies, both very dreadful operations to me, and which tear mind and body both in pieces very cruelly.

If truth can be found in any sublunary science, numbers will produce it, for to that at last almost all other sciences refer for confirmation.

Sudden friendship sure repentance.

Humility is pride in God.

If your best friend's feeling tearful, Try not to be too cheerful. Just let her fill your ear full Of sad tales by the score. And when she is through, She'll feel as good as.

It is never a good idea to not be comfortable.

The war on terror, rebranded under Obama as the "Overseas Contingency Operation," has morphed into war on democracy.

My dad's so likeable, you wouldn't feel in competition with him. If any boyfriends have ever felt that, they're long gone.

When we see social relationships controlled everywhere by the principles which Jesus illustrated in life -- trust, love, mercy, and altruism -- then we shall know that the kingdom of God is here.

Stop advertising and start innovating.

Computer Science: A study akin to numerology and astrology, but lacking the precision of the former and the success of the latter.

There was no use pretending, no magic left to hear, all the music gave me was a craving for lite beer.