C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.
Rochester
Books bear him up awhile, and make him try to swim with bladders of philosophy.
Born to myself, I like myself alone.
Custom does often reason overrule.
Envy is a passion so full of cowardice and shame that nobody ever had the confidence to own it.
’Tis a meaner part of sense to find a fault than taste an excellence.
We should be careful to deserve a good reputation by doing well; and when that care is once taken, not to be over anxious about the success.
Where solid pains succeed our senseless joys, and short-lived pleasures pass like fleeting dreams.