Our Relations To Each Other Are Oblique

There Are Eyes, To Be Sure, That Give No More Admission Into The Man Than Blueberries.

A State Of War Or Anarchy, In Which Law Has Little Force, Is So Far Valuable, That It Puts Every Man On Trial. The Man Of Principle Is Known As Such, And Even In The Fury Of Faction Is Respected.

Doing Well Is A Result Of Doing Good.

As There Is A Use In Medicine For Poisons, So The World Cannot Move Without Rogues.

The Course Of Everything Goes To Teach Us Faith.