A Man Who Sells His Conscience For

Now Flattery Can Never Do Good; Twice Cursed In The Giving And The Receiving, It Ought To Be.

It Is Not So Easy To Do Good As Those Who Have Never Attempted It May Imagine.

Alarmed Successively By Every Fashionable Medical Terror Of The Day, She Dosed Her Children With Every Specific Which Was Publicly Advertised Or Privately Recommended...the Consequence Was, That The Dangers, Which Had At First Been Imaginary, Became Real: These Little Victims Of Domestic Medicine Never Had A Day's Health: They Looked, And Were, More Dead Than Alive.

My Mother Took Too Much, A Great Deal Too Much, Care Of Me; She Over-educated, Over-instructed, Over-dosed Me With Premature Lessons Of Prudence: She Was So Afraid That I Should Ever Do A Foolish Thing, Or Not Say A Wise One, That She Prompted My Every Word, And Guided My Every Action. So I Grew Up, Seeing With Her Eyes, Hearing With Her Ears, And Judging With Her Understanding, Till, At Length, It Was Found Out That I Had Not Eyes, Ears Or Understanding Of My Own.

There Is No Moment Like The Present. The Man Who Will Not Execute His Resolutions When They Are Fresh Upon Him Can Have No Hope From Them Afterwards: They Will Be Dissipated, Lost, And Perish In The Hurry And Scurry Of The World, Or Sunk In The Slough Of Indolence.