A large part of mankind is angry not with the sins, but with the sinners.

The anger of those in authority is always weighty.

Full of men, vacant of friends.

The most miserable mortals are they that deliver themselves up to their palates, or to their lusts; the pleasure is short, and turns presently nauseous, and the end of it is either shame or repentance.

The proper amount of wealth is that which neither descends to poverty nor is far distant from it.

Everything is the product of one universal creative effort. There is nothing dead in Nature.

Anger, though concealed, is betrayed by the countenance. ?That anger is not warrantable which hath seen two suns.