Faction Seldom Leaves A Man Honest, However

You Think I Love Flattery (says Dr. Johnson), And So I Do; But A Little Too Much Always Disgusts Me: That Fellow Richardson, On The Contrary, Could Not Be Contented To Sail Quietly Down The Stream Of Reputation, Without Longing To Taste The Froth From Every Stroke Of The Oar.

The World Is Not Yet Exhausted: Let Me See Something Tomorrow Which I Never Saw Before.

He Is No Wise Man Who Will Quit A Certainty For An Uncertainty.

Life Admits Not Of Delays; When Pleasure Can Be Had, It Is Fit To Catch It. Every Hour Takes Away Part Of The Things That Please Us, And Perhaps Part Of Our Disposition To Be Pleased.

For Who Is Pleased With Himself.