When we are young, we are slavishly employed in procuring something whereby we may live comfortably when we grow old; and when we are old, we perceive it is too late to live as we proposed.

A little learning is a dangerous thing.

I begin where most people end, with a full conviction of the emptiness of all sorts of ambition, and the unsatisfactory nature of all human pleasures.

Consult the Genius of the Place in all.

Who dare to love their country, and be poor.

No craving void left aching in the soul.

Who taught that heaven-directed spire to rise?