All Men Would Be Tyrants If They

Wherever God Erects A House Of Prayer The Devil Always Builds A Chapel There; And 't Will Be Found, Upon Examination, The Latter Has The Largest Congregation.

In Their Religion They Are So Uneven, That Each Man Goes His Own Byway To Heaven.

Friends Are Good,--good, If Well Chosen.

What Are The Sorrows Of Other Men To Us, And What Their Joy?

Wit Is The Fruitful Womb Where Thoughts Conceive.