Improvement makes strait roads, but the crooked roads without Improvement, are roads of Genius.

I'm sure this Jesus will not do Either for Englishman or Jew.

The weak in courage is strong in cunning.

Eternity is in love with the productions of time.

As I was walking among the fires of Hell, delighted with the enjoyments of Genius; which to Angels look like torment and insanity, I collected some of their Proverbs.

'Come hither, my boy, tell me what thou seest there?' 'A fool tangled in a religious snare.'

But to go to school in a summer morn, O! It drives all joy away; Under a cruel eye outworn, The little ones spend the day In sighing and dismay.