Don't Judge A Book By Its Cover

Impatient People, According To Bacon, Are Like The Bees, And Kill Themselves In Stinging Others.

When What Is Good Comes Of Age, And Is Likely To Live, There Is Reason For Rejoicing.

... The Majority Of Us Scarcely See More Distinctly The Faultiness Of Our Own Conduct Than The Faultiness Of Our Own Arguments, Orthe Dulness [sic] Of Our Own Jokes.

I Have A Knack Of Hoping, Which Is As Good As An Estate.

I Have Nothing To Tell Except Travellers' Stories, Which Are Always Tiresome, Like The Description Of A Play Which Was Very Exciting To Those Who Saw It.