Though it is evident, that not more than one age or people can deserve the censure of being more averse from learning than any other, yet at all times knowledge must have encountered impediments, and wit been mortified with contempt, or harassed with persecution.

The traveler that resolutely follows a rough and winding path will sooner reach the end of his journey than he that is always changing his direction, and wastes the hour of daylight in looking for smoother ground and shorter passages.

Every human being whose mind is not debauched, will be willing to give all that he has to get knowledge.

How small of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure! Still to ourselves in every place consigned, Our own felicity we make or find. With secret course, which no loud storms annoy, Glides the smooth current of domestic joy.

The most Heterogeneous ideas are yoked by violence together.

We have always pretensions to fame which, in our own hearts, we know to be disputable.

A man who always talks for fame never can be pleasing. The man who talks to unburthen his mind is the man to delight you.