A Friend Exaggerates A Man's Virtues; An

Beauty Soon Grows Familiar To The Lover, Fades In His Eye, And Palls Upon The Sense.

I Consider An Human Soul Without Education Like Marble In The Quarry, Which Shows None Of Its Inherent Beauties Till The Skill Of The Polisher Fetches Out The Colours, Makes The Surface Shine, And Discovers Every Ornamental Cloud, Spot And Vein That Runs Through The Body Of It.

Nature Delights In The Most Plain And Simple Diet.

There Is A Great Amity Between Designing And Art.

Charity Is The Perfection And Ornament Of Religion.