And Empty Heads Console With Empty Sound.

The Finest Minds, Like The Finest Metals, Dissolve The Easiest.

To What Base Ends, And By What Abject Ways, Are Mortals Urg'd Through Sacred Lust Of Praise!

Genuine Religion Is Not So Much A Matter Of Feeling As A Matter Of Principle.

False Happiness Is Like False Money; It Passes For A Time As Well As The True, And Serves Some Ordinary Occasions; But When It Is Brought To The Touch, We Find The Lightness And Alloy, And Feel The Loss.

A Youth Of Frolic, An Old Age Of Cards.