There seems to be a strange affectation in authors of appearing to have done everything by chance.

When making your choice in life, do not neglect to live.

There is no book so poor that it would not be a prodigy if wholly made by a single man.

They make a rout about universal liberty, without considering that all that is to be valued, or indeed can be enjoyed by individuals, is private liberty.

If the abuse be enormous, nature will rise up, and claiming her original rights, overturn a corrupt political system.

That what cannot be repaired is not to be regretted.

Cautious age suspects the flattering form, and only credits what experience tells.