An Assembly Of Great Men Is The

I Am In The Prime Of Senility.

He That Raises A Large Family Does, Indeed, While He Lives To Observe Them, Stand A Broader Mark For Sorrow; But Then He Stands A Broader Mark For Pleasure Too.

Then Plough Deep While Sluggards Sleep, And You Shall Have Corn To Sell And To Keep.

It Is The Will Of God And Nature That These Mortal Bodies Be Laid Aside, When The Soul Is To Enter Into Real Life; 'tis Rather An Embrio State, A Preparation For Living; A Man Is Not Completely Born Until He Be Dead: Why Then Should We Grieve That A New Child Is Born Among The Immortals?

Evil, As Evil, Can Never Be Chosen; And Though Evil Is Often The Effect Of Our Own Choice, Yet We Never Desire It But Under The Appearance Of An Imaginary Good.