Yet Is Every Man His Greatest Enemy,

Oblivion Is Not To Be Hired.

There Is A Rabble Among The Gentry As Well As The Commonalty; A Sort Of Plebeian Heads Whose Fancy Moves With The Same Wheel As These Men?in The Same Level With Mechanics, Though Their Fortunes Do Sometimes Gild Their Infirmities And Their Purses Compound For Their Follies.

For My Part, I Have Ever Believed, And Do Now Know, That There Are Witches.

That Some Have Never Dreamed Is As Improbable As That Some Have Never Laughed.

Had Not Almost Every Man Suffered By The Press, Or Were Not The Tyranny Thereof Become Universal, I Had Not Wanted Reason For Complaint.