Here am I, dying of a hundred good symptoms.

Envy will merit, as its shade, pursue

The search of our future being is but a needless, anxious, and haste to be knowing, sooner than we can, what, without all this solicitude, we shall know a little later.

The young disease, that must subdue at length, Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength.

The most positive men are the most credulous, since they most believe themselves, and advise most with their falsest flatterer and worst enemy--their own self-love.

Ask you what provocation I have had? The strong antipathy of good to bad.

Charm strikes the sight, but merit wins the soul.