Supposing all the great points of atheism were formed into a kind of creed, I would fain ask whether it would not require an infinite greater measure of faith than any set of articles which they so violently oppose.

The moderns cannot reach their beauties, but can avoid their imperfections.

Love is a second life; it grows into the soul, warms every vein, and beats in every pulse.

There is a great amity between designing and art.

Justice discards party, friendship, kindred, and is always, therefore, represented as blind.

There is no society or conversation to be kept up in the world without good-nature, or something which must bear its appearance and supply its place. For this reason mankind have been forced to invent a kind of artificial humanity, which is what we express by the word Good-Breeding.

Nothing is more amiable than true modesty, and nothing more contemptible than the false. The one guards virtue, the other betrays it.