A Private Life Is To Be Preferrd;

To Be Furious In Religion Is To Be Irreligiously Religious.

We Are Too Apt To Love Praise, But Not To Deserve It.

Neither Great Nor Good Things Were Ever Attained Without Loss And Hardships. Those That Would Reap And Not Labour, Must Faint With The Wind, And Perish In Disappointments; But An Hair Of My Head Shall Not Fall, Without The Providence Of My Father That Is Over All.

It Is A Severe Rebuke Upon Us, That God Makes Us So Many Allowances, And We Make So Few To Our Neighbour.

A Garden, An Elaboratory, A Work - House, Improvements And Breeding, Are Pleasant And Profitable Diversions To The Idle And Ingenious: For Here They Miss Ill Company, And Converse With Nature And Art; Whose Variety Are Equally Grateful And Instructing; And Preserve A Good Constitution Of Body And Mind.