The pregnant quarry teem'd with human form.

Politics resemble religion; attempting to divest either of ceremony is the most certain mode of bringing either into contempt.

O friendship! thou fond soother of the human breast, to thee we fly in every calamity; to thee the wretched seek for succor; on thee the care-tired son of misery fondly relies; from thy kind assistance the unfortunate always hopes relief, and may be sure of--disappointment.

Every want that stimulates the breast becomes a source of pleasure when redressed.

Life at the greatest and best is but a froward child, that must be humored and coaxed a little till it falls asleep, and then all the care is over.

It has been well observed that few are better qualified to give others advice than those who have taken the least of it themselves.

Hope, like the gleaming taper