How Strange A Checker-work Of Providence Is

All Our Discontents About What We Want Appeared To Spring From The Want Of Thankfulness For What We Have.

I Am Giving An Account Of What Was, Not Of What Ought Or Ought Not To Be.

What Are The Sorrows Of Other Men To Us, And What Their Joy?

It Happen'd One Day About Noon Going Towards My Boat, I Was Exceedingly Surpriz'd With The Print Of A Man's Naked Foot On The Shore.

Expect Nothing And You'll Always Be Surprised