Those beings only are fit for solitude, who like nobody, are like nobody, and are liked by nobody.—Zimmerman.
Satire is a sort of glass, wherein beholders generally discover every body's face but their own;—which is the chief reason for that kind of reception it meets in the world, and that so very few are offended with it.—Swift.
Fools are very often united in the strictest intimacies, as the lighter kinds of woods are the most closely glued together.—Shenstone.
Old sciences are unravelled like old stockings, by beginning at the foot.—Swift.
If parliament were to consider the sporting with reputation of as much importance as sporting on manors, and pass an act for the preservation of fame, there are many would thank them for the bill.—Sheridan.