The incognito of an inn is one of its striking privileges.

The public is so in awe of its own opinion that it never dares to form any, but catches up the first idle rumour, lest it should be behindhand in its judgment, and echoes it till it is deafened with the sound of its own voice

Those only deserve a monument who do not need one

The vices are never so well employed as in combating one another

It is well that there is no one without a fault; for he would not have a friend in the world

Every one in a crowd has the power to throw dirt: nine out of ten have the inclination