Others, again, give us the mere carcass of another man’s thoughts, but deprived of all their life and spirit, and this is to add murder to robbery. I have somewhere seen it observed, that we should make the same use of a book, as a bee does of a flower; she steals sweets from it, but does not injure it; and those sweets she herself improves and concocts into honey. But most plagiarists, like the drone, have neither taste to select, nor industry to acquire, nor skill to improve, but impudently pilfer the honey ready prepared from the hive.

He that sympathizes in all the happiness of others, perhaps himself enjoys the safest happiness.

Doubt is the vestibule through which all must pass before they can enter into the temple of wisdom.

Reply to wit with gravity, and to gravity with wit.

The upright, if he suffer calumny to move him, fears the tongue of man more than the eye of God.

Subtract from many modern poets all that may be found in Shakespeare, and trash will remain.

No one knows where he who invented the plow was born, nor where he died; yet he has done more for humanity than the whole race of heroes who have drenched the earth with blood and whose deeds have been handed down with a precision proportionate only to the mischief they wrought.