The business of life summons us away from useless grief, and calls us to the exercise of those virtues of which we are lamenting our deprivation.

Thought is always troublesome to him who lives without his own approbation.

Men, however distinguished by external accidents or intrinsick qualities, have all the same wants, the same pains, and, as far as the senses are consulted, the same pleasures.

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.

There must always be some advantage on one side or the other, and it is better that advantage should be had by talents than by chance.

He that travels in theory has no inconveniences.

The liberty of the press is a blessing when we are inclined to write against others, and a calamity when we find ourselves overborne by the multitude of our assailants.