Necessity Makes An Honest Man A Knave.

In Their Religion They Are So Uneven, That Each Man Goes His Own Byway To Heaven.

No Man Commits Evil For The Sake Of It; Even The Devil Himself Has Some Farther Design In Sinning, Than Barely The Wicked Part Of It.

No Man Of Common Sense Will Value A Woman The Less, For Not Giving Herself Up At The First Attack, Or For Not Accepting His Proposal Without Enquiring Into His Person Or Character; On The Contrary, He Must Think Her The Weakest Of All Creatures In The World, As The Rate Of Men Now Goes; In Short, He Must Have A Very Contemptible Opinion Of Her Capacities, Nay, Even Of Her Understanding, That Having But One Cast For Her Life, Shall Cast That Life Away At Once, And Make Matrimony Like Death, Be A Leap In The Dark.

It Is Never Too Late To Be Wise.

The Soul Is Placed In The Body Like A Rough Diamond, And Must Be Polished, Or The Luster Of It Will Never Appear.