Sometimes A Fool Has Talent, But Never

Whilst Weakness And Timidity Keep Us To Our Duty, Virtue Has Often All The Honor.

Misers Mistake Gold For Their Good; Whereas 'tis Only A Means Of Attaining It.

The Defects And Faults Of The Mind Are Like Wounds In The Body; After All Imaginable Care Has Been Taken To Heal Them Up, Still There Will Be A Scar Left Behind, And They Are In Continual Danger Of Breaking The Skin And Bursting Out Again.

The Grace Of Novelty And The Length Of Habit, Though So Very Opposite To One Another, Yet Agree In This, That They Both Alike Keepus From Discovering The Faults Of Our Friends.

The Truest Mark Of Being Born With Great Qualities Is To Be Born Without Envy.