The Eye Of The Mind, Like That

Everybody Loves To Have Things Which Please The Palate Put In Their Way, Without Trouble Or Preparation.

A Newswriter Is A Man Without Virtue, Who Lies At Home For His Own Profit.

John Wesley's Conversation Is Good, But He Is Never At Leisure. He Is Always Obliged To Go At A Certain Hour. This Is Very Disagreeable To A Man Who Loves To Fold His Legs And Have His Talk Out As I Do.

Life Is A Progress From Want To Want, Not From Enjoyment To Enjoyment.

Piety Is The Only Proper And Adequate Relief Of Decaying Man. He That Grows Old Without Religions Hopes, As He Declines Into Imbecility, And Feels Pains And Sorrows Incessantly Crowding Upon Him, Falls Into A Gulf Of Bottomless Misery, In Which Every Reflection Must Plunge Him Deeper And Deeper.