She who ne'er answers till a husband cools, Or, if she rules him, never shows she rules; Charms by accepting, by submitting, sways, Yet has her humor most, when she obeys.

True Wit is Nature to advantage dress'd What oft was thought, but ne'er so well express'd; Something whose truth convinced at sight we find, That gives us back the image of our mind. As shades more sweetly recommend the light, So modest plainness sets off sprightly wit.

When two people compliment each other with the choice of anything, each of them generally gets that which he likes least.

Lo! The poor Indian, whose untutored mind sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind.

Order is heaven's first law.

When much dispute has past, we find our tenets just the same as last.

Health consists with temperance alone.