Indolence Is The Devil's Cushion.

We Must Consider How Very Little History There Is--i Mean Real, Authentic History. That Certain Kings Reigned And Certain Battles Were Fought, We Can Depend Upon As True; But All The Coloring, All The Philosophy, Of History Is Conjecture.

Whoever Envies Another Confesses His Superiority.

Hides From Himself His State, And Shuns To Know That Life Protracted Is Protracted Woe.

To Scatter Praise Or Blame Without Regard To Justice Is To Destroy The Distinction Of Good And Evil. Many Have No Other Test Of Actions Than General Opinion; And All Are So Far Influenced By A Sense Of Reputation That They Are Often Restrained By Fear Of Reproach, And Excited By Hope Of Honour, When Other Principles Have Lost Their Power.

He Left The Name At Which The World Grew Pale, To Point A Moral, Or Adorn A Tale.