What cities, as great as this, have... promised themselves immortality! Posterity can hardly trace the situation of some. The sorrowful traveller wanders over the awful ruins of others... Here stood their citadel, but now grown over with weeds; there their senate-house, but now the haunt of every noxious reptile; temples and theatres stood here, now only an undistinguished heap of ruins.

True wisdom consists of tracing effects to their causes.

Modesty seldom resides in a breast that is not enriched with nobler virtues.

While selfishness joins hands with no one of the virtues, benevolence is allied to them all.

We sometimes had those little rubs which Providence sends to enhance the value of its favors.

Of all kinds of ambition, that which pursues poetical fame is the wildest

Who pepper'd the highest was surest to please.