A Face Is Too Slight A Foundation

A Propos Of Distempers, I Am Going To Tell You A Thing That I Am Sure Will Make You Wish Your Selfe Here. The Small Pox So Fatal And So General Amongst Us Is Here Entirely Harmless By The Invention Of Engrafting (which Is The Term They Give It). There Is A Set Of Old Women Who Make It Their Business To Perform The Operation.

I Despise The Pleasure Of Pleasing People That I Despise.

Nobody Can Deny But Religion Is A Comfort To The Distressed, A Cordial To The Sick, And Sometimes A Restraint On The Wicked.

There Is Nothing Can Pay One For That Invaluable Ignorance Which Is The Companion Of Youth, Those Sanguine Groundless Hopes, And That Lively Vanity Which Makes All The Happiness Of Life.

I Have Never, In All My Various Travels, Seen But Two Sorts Of People I Mean Men And Women, Who Always Have Been, And Ever Will Be, The Same. The Same Vices And The Same Follies Have Been The Fruit Of All Ages, Though Sometimes Under Different Names.