A Companion Loves Some Agreeable Qualities Which

There Is Indeed A Strange Prejudice Against Quotation.

Quotation Is More Universal And More Ancient Than One Would Perhaps Believe.

In An Orchard There Should Be Enough To Eat, Enough To Lay Up, Enough To Be Stolen, And Enough To Rot On The Ground.

My Mind Was, As It Were, Strongly Impregnated With The Johnsonian Ether.

Wine Makes A Man Better Pleased With Himself. I Do Not Say That It Makes Him More Pleasing To Others. Sometimes It Does. But The Danger Is, That While A Man Grows Better Pleased With Himself, He May Be Growing Less Pleasing To Others. Wine Gives A Man Nothing. It Neither Gives Him Knowledge Nor Wit; It Only Animates A Man, And Enables Him To Bring Out What A Dread Of The Company Has Presented.