Virtue Is Too Often Merely Local.

It Is One Of The Maxims Of The Civil Law, That Definitions Are Hazardous.

Falsehood Always Endeavors To Copy The Mien And Attitude Of Truth.

It Seems Not More Reasonable To Leave The Right Of Printing Unrestrained, Because Writers May Be Afterwards Censured, Than It Would Be To Sleep With Doors Unbolted, Because By Our Laws We Can Hang A Thief.

Many Of Our Miseries Are Merely Comparative: We Are Often Made Unhappy, Not By The Presence Of Any Real Evil, But By The Absence Of Some Fictitious Good; Of Something Which Is Not Required By Any Real Want Of Nature, Which Has Not In Itself Any Power Of Gratification, And Which Neither Reason Nor Fancy Would Have Prompted Us To Wish, Did We Not See It In The Possession Of Others.

If We Require More Perfection From Women Than From Ourselves, It Is Doing Them Honor.