Whatsoever we perpetrate, we do but row; we are steered by fate.

Spare the rod and spoil the child.

Neither have they hearts to stay, nor wit enough to run away.

It seems to be the fate of man to seek all his consolations in futurity. The time present is seldom able to fill desire or imagination with immediate enjoyment, and we are forced to supply its deficiencies by recollection or anticipation.

There is no permanent absolute unchangeable truth; what we should pursue is the most convenient arrangement of our ideas.

It is not sufficiently considered in the hour of exultation, that all human excellence is comparative; that no man performs much but in proportion to what other accomplish, or to the time and opportunities which have been allowed him.

The Bible may be the truth, but it is not the whole truth and nothing but the truth.