It Is A Bad Temper Of Mind

When Men And Woman Die, As Poets Sung, His Heart's The Last Part Moves, Her Last, The Tongue.

Dost Thou Love Life? Then Do Not Squander Time, For That Is The Stuff Life Is Made Of.

Wise Men Learn By Others' Harms, Fools Scarcely By Their Own.

I Hope...that Mankind Will At Length, As They Call Themselves Reasonable Creatures, Have Reason And Sense Enough To Settle Their Differences Without Cutting Throats; For In My Opinion There Never Was A Good War, Or A Bad Peace.

[t]he More Public Provisions Were Made For The Poor, The Less They Provided For Themselves, And Of Course Became Poorer . . . [taking] Away From Before Their Eyes The Greatest Of All Inducements To Industry, Frugality, And Sobriety, By Giving Them A Dependence Of Somewhat Else Than A Careful Accumulation During Youth And Health For Support In Age And Sickness.