"Travellers, George, must pay in all places: the only difference is, that in good inns, you pay dearly for your luxuries, and in bad inns you are fleeced and starved."

"Ask me no questions, and I'll tell you no fibs."

"Oh sir! I must not tell my age. They say women and music should never be dated."

"Baw! Damme, but I'll fight you both, one after the other! With baskets."

"We modest Gentlemen don't want for much success among the women."

"Our Garrick's a salad; for in him we see Oil, vinegar, sugar, and saltness agree!"

"Who mix'd reason with pleasure, and wisdom with mirth: If he had any faults, he has left us in doubt."

"Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind; Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote. Who too deep for his hearers still went on refining, And thought of convincing while they thought of dining: Though equal to all things, for all things unfit; Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit."

"His conduct still right, with his argument wrong."

"A flattering painter, who made it his care To draw men as they ought to be, not as they are."

"Here lies David Garrick, describe me, who can, An abridgment of all that was pleasant in man."

"As a wit, if not first, in the very first line."

"On the stage he was natural, simple, affecting; 'Twas only that when he was off he was acting."

"He cast off his friends as a huntsman his pack, For he knew when he pleased he could whistle them back."

"Who peppered the highest was surest to please."

"When he talked of their Raphaels, Correggios, and stuff, He shifted his trumpet and only took snuff."

"The best-humour'd man, with the worst-humour'd Muse."

"Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view."

"And learn the luxury of doing good."

"Where'er I roam, whatever realms I see, My heart untraveled fondly turns to thee; Still to my brother turns with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain."

"Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slow, Or by the lazy Scheldt, or wandering Po."

"Hope, like the gleaming taper's light, Adorns and cheers our way; And still, as darker grows the night, Emits a brighter ray."

"To the last moment of his breath On hope the wretch relies; And e'en the pang preceding death Bids expectation rise."

"O Memory! thou fond deceiver."

"That strain once more; it bids remembrance rise."

"As aromatic plants bestow No spicy fragrance while they grow; But crush'd or trodden to the ground, Diffuse their balmy sweets around."

"The king himself has followed her When she has walk'd before."

"Good people all, with one acord, Lament for Madame Blaize, Who never wanted a good word — From those who spoke her praise."

"As writers become more numerous, it is natural for readers to become more indolent."

"The true use of speech is not so much to express our wants as to conceal them."

"One writer, for instance, excels at a plan or a title page, another works away at the body of the book, and a third is a dab at an index."

"A nightcap decked his brows instead of bay, A cap by night — a stocking all the day!"

"For he who fights and runs away May live to fight another day; But he who is in battle slain Can never rise and fight again."

"You may all go to pot."

"[To Mr. Johnson] If you were to make little fishes talk, they would talk like whales."

"There is no arguing with Johnson: for if his pistol misses fire, he knocks you down with the butt end of it."

"Such dainties to them, their health it might hurt; It's like sending them ruffles, when wanting a shirt."

"The better sort here pretend to the utmost compassion for animals of every kind. To hear them speak, a stranger would be apt to imagine they could hardly hurt the gnat that stung them: they seem so tender and so full of pity, that one would take them for the harmless friends of the whole creation; the protectors of the meanest insect or reptile that was privileged with existence. And yet, would you believe it? I have seen the very men who have thus boasted of their tenderness, at the same time devouring the flesh of six different animals toasted up in a fricassee. Strange contrariety of conduct! they pity and they eat the objects of their compassion."

"Men may be very learned, and yet very miserable; it is easy to be a deep geometrician, or a sublime astronomer, but very difficult to be a good man. I esteem, therefore, the traveller who instructs the heart, but despise him who only indulges the imagination. A man who leaves home to mend himself and others, is a philosopher; but he who goes from country to country, guided by the blind impulse of curiosity, is only a vagabond."

"Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall."

"By the living jingo, she was all of a muck of sweat."

"The sigh that rends thy constant heart Shall break thy Edwin's too."

"And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep, A shade that follows wealth or fame, And leaves the wretch to weep?"

"Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long."