Slander is a complication, a comprisal and sum of all wickedness.
Every ear is tickled with the sweet music of applause.
I pass by that it is very culpable to be facetious in obscene and smutty matters.
Smiling always with a never fading serenity of countenance, and flourishing in an immortal youth.
In defiance of all the tortue, of all the might, of all the malice of the world, the liberal man will ever be rich; for God's providence is his estate, God's wisdom and power are his defence, God's love and favor are his reward, and God's word is his security.
Sin is never at a stay; if we do not retreat from it, we shall advance in it; and the farther on we go, the more we have to come back.