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.

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

A sly old fish, too cunning for the hook.

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

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

He tried the luxury of doing good.

Men of many words sometimes argue for the sake of talking; men of ready tongues frequently dispute for the sake of victory; men in public life often debate for the sake of opposing the ruling party, or from any other motive than the love of truth.