The Human Race Is In The Best

A Man's Renown Is Like The Hue Of Grass, Which Comes And Goes.

O Foolish Anxiety Of Wretched Man, How Inconclusive Are The Arguments Which Make Thee Beat Thy Wings Below!

The Human Race Is In The Best Condition When It Has The Greatest Degree Of Liberty.

A Backward Glance Can Often Lift The Heart.

A Prayer May Chance To Rise From One Whose Heart Lives In The Grace Of God. A Prayer From Any Other Is Unheeded.