To be idle and to be poor have always been reproaches, and therefore every man endeavors with his utmost care to hide his poverty from others, and his idleness from himself.

Faction seldom leaves a man honest, however it might find him.

Every old man complains of the growing depravity of the world, of the petulance and insolence of the rising generation.

Every man prefers virtue, when there is not some strong incitement to transgress its precepts.

Nothing is more common than for men to make partial and absurd distinctions between vices of equal enormity, and to observe some of the divine commands with great scrupulousness, while they violate others, equally important, without any concern, or the least apparent conciousness of guilt. Alas, it is only wisdom which perceives this tragedy.

How gloomy would be the mansions of the dead to him who did not know that he should never die: that what now acts shall continue its agency, and what now thinks shall think on forever!

Sir, a man who cannot get to heaven in a green coat, will not find his way thither the sooner in a grey one.