Virtue Only Is The True Beauty.

The Little Words In The Republic Of Letters, Like The Little Folks In A Nation, Are The Most Useful And Significant.

The World, The Wise World, That Never Is Wrong Itself, Judges Always By Events. And If He Should Use Me Ill, Then I Shall Be Blamed For Trusting Him: If Well, O Then I Did Right, To Be Sure!--but How Would My Censurers Act In My Case, Before The Event Justifies Or Condemns The Action, Is The Question.

The Seeds Of Death Are Sown In Us When We Begin To Live, And Grow Up Till, Like Rampant Weeds, They Choak The Tender Flower Of Life.

Wicked Words Are The Prelude To Wicked Deeds.

As A Child Is Indulged Or Checked In Its Early Follies, A Ground Is Generally Laid For The Happiness Or Misery Of The Future Man.