He that drinks his Cyder alone, let him catch his Horse alone.
I wish it (Christianity) were more productive of good works ... I mean real good works ... not holy day keeping, sermon-hearing ... or making long prayers, filled with flatteries and compliments despised by wise men, and much less capable of pleasing the Deity.
Liberality is not giving much, but giving wisely.
Pride is said to be the last vice the good man gets clear of.
He that waits upon fortune, is never sure of a dinner.
That which resembles most living one's life over again, seems to be to recall all the circumstances of it; and, to render this remembrance more durable, to record them in writing.