Experience finds few of the scenes that lively hope designs.

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

The game is never lost till won.

Dreams are like portraits; and we find they please because they are confessed resemblances.

Oh how the passions, insolent and strong, Bear our weak minds their rapid course along; Make us the madness of their will obey; Then die and leave us to our griefs as prey!

Deceivers are the most dangerous members of society. They trifle with the best affections of our nature, and violate the most sacred obligations.

To show the world what long experience gains, requires not courage, though it calls for pains; but at life's outset to inform mankind is a bold effort of a valiant mind.