Falsehood Is For A Season.

Virtue Is Presupposed In Friendship.

And Modesty, Who, When She Goes, Is Gone For Ever.

When A Cat Flatters ... He Is Not Insincere: You May Safely Take It For Real Kindness.

As We Sometimes Find One Thing While We Are Looking For Another, So, If Truth Escaped Me, Happiness And Contentment Fell In My Way.

Patience, Piety, And Salutary Knowledge Spring Up And Ripen Under The Harrow Of Affliction; Before There Is Wine Or Oil, The Grape Must Be Trodden And The Oil Pressed.