Adams dealt him so sound a Compliment over his Face with his Fist, that the Blood immediately gushed out of his Nose in a Stream. The Host being unwilling to be outdone in Courtesy, especially by a Person of Adams's Figure, returned the Favor with so much Gratitude, that the Parson's Nostrils likewise began to look a little redder than usual.

— Henry Fielding

Adversity is the trial of principle. Without it a man hardly knows whether he is honest or not.

— Henry Fielding

All nature wears one universal grin.

— Henry Fielding

All Nature wears one universal grin.

— Henry Fielding

An author ought to consider himself, not as a gentleman who gives a private or eleemosynary treat, but rather as one who keeps a public ordinary, at which all persons are welcome for their money.

— Henry Fielding

And here, I believe, the wit is generally misunderstood. In reality, it lies in desiring another to kiss your a-- for having just before threatened to kick his; for I have observed very accurately, that no one ever desires you to kick that which belongs to himself, nor offers to kiss this part in another.

— Henry Fielding

...but doth not the person who expends vast sums in the furniture of his house or the ornaments of his person, who consumes much time and employs great pains in dressing himself, or who thinks himself paid for self-denial, labor, or even villainy, by a title or a ribbon, sacrifice as much to vanity as the poor wit who is desirous to read you his poem or his play?

— Henry Fielding

Comfort me by a solemn Assurance, that when the little Parlor in which I sit at this Instant, shall be reduced to a worse furnished Box, I shall be read, with Honor, by those who never knew nor saw me, and whom I shall neither know nor see.

— Henry Fielding

Fashion is the science of appearance, and it inspires one with the desire to seem rather than to be.

— Henry Fielding

For I hope my Friends will pardon me, when I declare, I know none of them without a Fault; and I should be sorry if I could imagine, I had any Friend who could not see mine. Forgiveness, of this Kind, we give and demand in Turn.

— Henry Fielding