The good of our present state is merely comparative, and the evil which every man feels will be sufficient to disturb and harass him if he does not know how much he escapes.

He that pines with hunger, is in little care how others shall be fed. The poor man is seldom studious to make his grandson rich.

We have less reason to be surprised or offended when we find others differ from us in opinion, because we very often differ from ourselves.

A fly, Sir, may sting a stately horse and make him wince; but, one is but an insect, and the other is a horse still.

Pleasure is very seldom found where it is sought; our brightest blazes of gladness are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks.

Faults and defects every work of man must have.

The disturbers of our happiness, in this world, are our desires, our griefs, and our fears.