Me care for te laws when te laws care for me.
Men's actions to futurity appear but as the events to which they are conjoined do give them consequence.
Still on it creeps, Each little moment at another's heels, Till hours, days, years, and ages are made up Of such small parts as these, and men look back Worn and bewilder'd, wondering how it is.
Time never bears such moments on his wing as when he flies too swiftly to be marked.
The plainest case in many words entangling.
He that will not give some portion of his ease, his blood, his wealth, for other's good, is a poor, frozen churl.