Sometimes Virtue Starves While Vice Is Fed.

Such As Are Still Observing Upon Others Are Like Those Who Are Always Abroad At Other Men's Houses, Reforming Everything There While Their Own Runs To Ruin.

And Bear About The Mockery Of Woe To Midnight Dances And The Public Show.

There Is No Study That Is Not Capable Of Delighting Us After A Little Application To It.

Men Would Be Angels, Angels Would Be Gods.

Wholesome Solitude, The Nurse Of Sense!