What's Vice Today May Be Virtue, Tomorrow.

Scarcely One Person In A Thousand Is Capable Of Tasting The Happiness Of Others.

Wine Is A Turncoat; First A Friend And Then An Enemy.

I Am Content; That Is A Blessing Greater Than Riches; And He To Whom That Is Given Need Ask No More.

There Are Persons Of That General Philanthropy And Easy Tempers, Which The World In Contempt Generally Calls Good-natured, Who Seem To Be Sent Into The World With The Same Design With Which Men Put Little Fish Into A Pike Pond, In Order Only To Be Devoured By That Voracious Water-hero.

It Is Well Known To All Great Men, That By Conferring An Obligation They Do Not Always Procure A Friend, But Are Certain Of Creating Many Enemies.