The finest landscape in the world is improved by a good inn in the foreground.

It matters not how a man dies, but how he lives. The act of dying is not of importance, it lasts so short a time.

Indolence is the devil's cushion.

Life cannot subsist in society but by reciprocal concessions.

The truly strong and sound mind is the mind that can embrace equally great things and small.

To prevent evil is the great end of government, the end for which vigilance and severity are properly employed.

The trade of advertising is now so near to perfection that it is not easy to propose any improvement. But as every art ought to be exercized in due subordination to the public good, I cannot but propose it as a moral question to these masters of the public ear, whether they do not sometimes play too wantonly with our passions.