None Are Fit Judges Of Greatness But

Self-love Leads Men Of Narrow Minds To Measure All Mankind By Their Own Capacity.

In The Career Of Female Fame, There Are Few Prizes To Tie Obtained Which Can Vie With The Obscure State Of A Beloved Wife Or A Happy Mother.

When Alexander Had Subdued The World, And Wept That None Were Left To Dispute His Arms, His Tears Were An Involuntary Tribute To A Monarchy That He Knew Not, Man's Empire Over Himself.

National Antipathy Is The Basest, Because The Most Illiberal And Illiterate Of All Prejudices.

The Mob Is A Sort Of Bear; While Your Ring Is Through Its Nose, It Will Even Dance Under Your Cudgel; But Should The Ring Slip, And You Lose Your Hold, The Brute Will Turn And Rend You.