The Equity Of Providence Has Balanced Peculiar

Being Married To Those Sleepy-souled Women Is Just Like Playing At Cards For Nothing: No Passion Is Excited And The Time Is Filled Up. I Do Not, However, Envy A Fellow One Of Those Honeysuckle Wives For My Part, As They Are But Creepers At Best And Commonly Destroy The Tree They So Tenderly Cling About.

Gloomy Calm Of Idle Vacancy.

Few Things Are So Liberally Bestowed, Or Squandered With So Little Effect, As Good Advice.

Books To Judicious Compilers, Are Useful; To Particular Arts And Professions, They Are Absolutely Necessary; To Men Of Real Science, They Are Tools: But More Are Tools To Them.

A Vow Is A Snare For Sin