Friends Are Good,--good, If Well

Wit Is The Fruitful Womb Where Thoughts Conceive.

Law Is But A Heathen Word For Power.

All Evils Are To Be Considered With The Good That Is In Them, And With What Worse Attends Them.

Vice Came In Always At The Door Of Necessity, Not At The Door Of Inclination.

I Could Not Forbear Getting Up To The Top Of A Little Mountain, And Looking Out To Sea, In Hopes Of Seeing A Ship : Then Fancy That, At A Vast Distance, I Spied A Sail, Please Myself With The Hopes Of It, And, After Looking Steadily, Till I Was Almost Blind, Lose It Quite, And Sit Down And Weep Like A Child, And Thus Increase My Misery By My Folly.