Logicians have but ill defined As rational the human mind; Reason, they say, belongs to man, But let them prove it if they can.

What real good does an addition to a fortune already sufficient procure? Not any. Could the great man, by having his fortune increased, increase also his appetites, then precedence might be attended with real amusement.

The company of fools may first make us smile, but in the end we always feel melancholy.

Tenderness is a virtue.

And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep, A shade that follows wealth or fame, And leaves the wretch to weep?

The hours we pass with happy prospects in view are more pleasing than those crowded with fruition.

When we take a slight survey of the surface of our globe a thousand objects offer themselves which, though long known, yet still demand our curiosity.