He sins against this life, who slights the next.

On every thorn, delightful wisdom grows, In every rill a sweet instruction flows.

Wishing of all employments is the worst

The clouds may drop down titles and estates, and wealth may seek us, but wisdom must be sought.

Procrastination is the thief of time; year after year it steals, till all are fled, and to the mercies of a moment leaves the vast concerns of an eternal state. At thirty, man suspects himself a fool; knows it at forty, and reforms his plan; at fifty chides his infamous delay, pushes his prudent purpose to resolve; in all the magnanimity of thought, resolves, and re-resolves, then dies the same.

Time elaborately thrown away.

Ah, how unjust to Nature and himself Is thoughtless, thankless, inconsistent man!