Our rural ancestors, with little blest, Patient of labor when the end was rest, Indulged the day that housed their annual grain, With feasts, and off'rings, and a thankful strain.

There are certain times when most people are in a disposition of being informed, and 'tis incredible what a vast good a little truth might do, spoken in such seasons.

Time conquers all, and we must time obey.

Coffee which makes the politician wise, and see through all things with his half-shut eyes.

The ruling passion, be it what it will. The ruling passion conquers reason still.

Some praise at morning what they blame at night, but always think the last opinion right.

The worst of madmen is a saint run mad.