The Misers Cheese Is Wholesomest

In 1736 I Lost One Of My Sons, A Fine Boy Of Four Years Old, By The Small-pox, Taken In The Common Way. I Long Regretted Bitterly, And Still Regret That I Had Not Given It To Him By Inoculation. This I Mention For The Sake Of Parents Who Omit That Operation, On The Supposition That They Should Never Forgive Themselves If A Child Died Under It; My Example Showing That The Regret May Be The Same Either Way, And That, Therefore, The Safer Should Be Chosen.

If All Printers Were Determined Not To Print Anything Till They Were Sure It Would Offend Nobody, There Would Be Very Little Printed.

You And I Were Long Friends: You Are Now My Enemy, And I Am Yours.

Hide Not Your Talents. They For Use Were Made. What's A Sundial In The Shade?

Pain Wastes The Body, Pleasures The Understanding.