Life Is Surely Given Us For Higher

Language Is The Dress Of Thought; Every Time You Talk Your Mind Is On Parade.

There Are Indeed, In The Present Corruption Of Mankind, Many Incitements To Forsake Truth: The Need Of Palliating Our Own Faults And The Convenience Of Imposing On The Ignorance Or Credulity Of Others So Frequently Occur; So Many Immediate Evils Are

Languages Are The Pedigree Of Nations.

Every Period Of Life Is Obliged To Borrow Its Happiness From Time To Come.

Depend Upon It That If A Man Talks Of His Misfortunes There Is Something In Them That Is Not Disagreeable To Him; For Where There Is Nothing But Pure Misery There Never Is Any Recourse To The Mention Of It.