How few of his friends' houses would a man choose to be at when he is sick.
Nay, Sir, those who write in them, write well, in order to be paid well.
The hopes of zeal are not wholly groundless.
An old friend never can be found, and nature has provided that he cannot easily be lost.
Unless a woman has an amorous heart, she is a dull companion.
There will always be a part, and always a very large part of every community, that have no care but for themselves, and whose care for themselves reaches little further than impatience of immediate pain, and eagerness for the nearest good.