Nature's Hasty Conscience.

Wit Is Often Its Own Worst Enemy.

There Is No Moment Like The Present. The Man Who Will Not Execute His Resolutions When They Are Fresh Upon Him Can Have No Hope From Them Afterwards: They Will Be Dissipated, Lost, And Perish In The Hurry And Scurry Of The World, Or Sunk In The Slough Of Indolence.

Let Menot, Even Inmyownmind, Committheinjustice Of Taking A Speck For The Whole.

Now Flattery Can Never Do Good; Twice Cursed In The Giving And The Receiving, It Ought To Be.

The Bore Is Good For Promoting Sleep; But Though He Causeth Sleep In Others, It Is Uncertain Whether He Ever Sleeps Himself; As Few Can Keep Awake In His Company Long Enough To See. It Is Supposed That When He Sleeps It Is With His Mouth Open.