Thy Modesty 's A Candle

The Blackest Ink Of Fate Are Sure My Lot, And When Fate Writ My Name It Made A Blot.

A Lottery Is A Taxation On All Of The Fools In Creation.

Good-nature Is That Benevolent And Amiable Temper Of Mind Which Disposes Us To Feel The Misfortunes And Enjoy The Happiness Of Others, And, Consequently, Pushes Us On To Promote The Latter And Prevent The Former; And That Without Any Abstract Contemplation On The Beauty Of Virtue, And Without The Allurements Or Terrors Of Religion.

It Hath Been Often Said, That It Is Not Death, But Dying, Which Is Terrible.

Adversity Is The Trial Of Principle. Without It, A Man Hardly Knows Whether He Is Honest Or Not.