To grieve for evils is often wrong; but it is much more wrong to grieve without them. All sorrow that lasts longer than its cause is morbid, and should be shaken off as an attack of melancholy, as the forerunner of a greater evil than poverty or pain.
No man but a blockhead ever wrote except for money.
Much may be made of a Scotchman, if he be caught young.
Few things are impossible to diligence and skill.
To hear complaints is wearisome alike to the wretched and the happy.
If a man has a science to learn he must regularly and resolutely advance.