Who Judges Best Of A Man, His

Idleness Is The Dead Sea That Swallows All Virtues. Be Active In Business, That Temptation May Miss Her Aim; The Bird That Sits Is Easily Shot.

Every Accent, Every Emphasis, Every Modulation Of Voice, Was So Perfectly Well Turned And Well Placed, That, Without Being Interested In The Subject, One Could Not Help Being Pleased With The Discourse; A Pleasure Of Much The Same Kind With That Received From An Excellent Piece Of Music. This Is An Advantage Itinerant Preachers Have Over Those Who Are Stationary, As The Latter Can Not Well Improve Their Delivery Of A Sermon By So Many Rehearsals.

To Be Proud Of Virtue, Is To Poison Yourself With The Antidote.

Ambition Has Its Disappointments To Sour Us, But Never The Good Fortune To Satisfy Us. Its Appetite Grows Keener By Indulgence And All We Can Gratify It With At Present Serves But The More To Inflame Its Insatiable Desires.

Did Not Strong Connections Draw Me Elsewhere, I Believe Scotland Would Be The Country I Would Choose To End My Days In.