The Glorious Lamp Of Heaven, The Radiant

The Province Of The Soul Is Large Enough To Fill Up Every Cranny Of Your Time, And Leave You Much To Answer For If One Wretch Be Damned By Your Neglect.

Affability, Mildness, Tenderness, And A Word Which I Would Fain Bring Back To Its Original Signification Of Virtue,--i Mean Good-nature,--are Of Daily Use; They Are The Bread Of Mankind And Staff Of Life.

The World To Bacon Does Not Only Owe It's Present Knowledge, But Its Future Too.

Take The Good The Gods Provide Thee.

Every Age Has A Kind Of Universal Genius, Which Inclines Those That Live In It To Some Particular Studies.