The most wasted day of all is that on which we have not laughed.
All that I've learned, I've forgotten. The little I still know, I've guessed.
Most of today's books have an air of having been written in one day from books read the night before.
Tis a good thing to laugh at any rate, and if a straw can tickle a man, it is an instrument of happiness.
Most of those who make collections of verse or epigram are like men eating cherries or oysters: they choose out the best at first, and end by eating all.