When I'm Not Thanked At

The Good Or Evil We Confer On Others Very Often, I Believe, Recoils On Ourselves; For As Men Of A Benign Disposition Enjoy Their Own Acts Of Beneficence Equally With Those To Whom They Are Done, So There Are Scarce Any Natures So Entirely Diabolical As To Be Capable Of Doing Injuries Without Paying Themselves Some Pangs For The Ruin Which They Bring On Their Fellow-creatures.

There Are Persons Of That General Philanthropy And Easy Tempers, Which The World In Contempt Generally Calls Good-natured, Who Seem To Be Sent Into The World With The Same Design With Which Men Put Little Fish Into A Pike Pond, In Order Only To Be Devoured By That Voracious Water-hero.

He That Dies Before Sixty, Of A Cold Or Consumption, Dies, In Reality, By A Violent Death.

Clergy Are Men As Well As Other Folks.

Affectation Proceeds From One Of These Two Causes,--vanity Or Hypocrisy; For As Vanity Puts Us On Affecting False Characters, In Order To Purchase Applause; So Hypocrisy Sets Us On An Endeavor To Avoid Censure, By Concealing Our Vices Under An Appearance Of Their Opposite Virtues.