If frugality were established in the state, and if our expenses were laid out to meet needs rather than superfluities of life, there might be fewer wants, and even fewer pleasures, but infinitely more happiness.

Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay.

The heart of every man lies open to the shafts of correction if the archer can take proper aim.

And e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy, The heart distrusting asks if this be joy.

If we do not find happiness in the present moment, in what shall we find it?

There is a greatness in being generous, and there is only simple justice in satisfying creditors. Generosity is the part of the soul raised above the vulgar.

Embosom'd in the deep where Holland lies. Methinks her patient sons before me stand, Where the broad ocean leans against the land.