So The Loud Torrent, And The Whirlwind's

Novels Teach The Youthful Mind To Sigh After Happiness That Never Existed.

In All My Wanderings Round This World Of Care, In All My Griefs-and God Has Given My Share- I Still Had Hopes My Latest Hours To Crown, Amidst These Humble Bowers To Lay Me Down.

Man Wants But Little Here Below, Nor Wants That Little Long.

As Few Subjects Are More Interesting To Society, So Few Have Been More Frequently Written Upon Than The Education Of Youth.

[t]here Are Depths Of Thousands Of Miles Which Are Hidden From Our Inquiry. The Only Tidings We Have From Those Unfathomable Regions Are By Means Of Volcanoes, Those Burning Mountains That Seem To Discharge Their Materials From The Lowest Abysses Of The Earth.