Of all the causes which conspire to blind Man's erring judgement, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules, Is PRIDE, the never-failing vice of fools.

For forms of government, let fools contest; Whate'er is best administered, is best.

What is fame? a fancied life in others' breath.

Pride is still aiming at the best houses: Men would be angels, angels would be gods. Aspiring to be gods, if angels fell; aspiring to be angels men rebel.

The same ambition can destroy or save, and make a patriot as it makes a knave.

There is no study that is not capable of delighting us after a little application to it.

So upright Quakers please both man and God.