There is no mind so weak and powerless as not to have its inclinations, and none so guarded as to be without its prepossessions.

In idle wishes, fools supinely stay. Be there a will and wisdom finds a way.

Habit with him was all the test of truth; It must be right: I've done it from my youth.

Oh, rather give me commentators plain, Who with no deep researches vex the brain; Who from the dark and doubtful love to run, And hold their glimmering tapers to the sun.

Good is done by degrees.

"Lawyers Are": By law's dark by-ways he has stored his mind with wicked knowledge on how to cheat mankind.

Our farmers round, well pleased with constant gain, like other farmers, flourish and complain.