You Can Bear Your Own Faults, And

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

I Am The Laziest Man In The World. I Invented All Those Things To Save Myself From Toil.

What Maintains One Vice Would Bring Up Two Children.

[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.

I Think That Humanity Brings Much Misery On Itself By The False Value They Put On Things.