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

I Have Since Often Observed, How Incongruous And Irrational The Common Temper Of Mankind Is, Especially Of Youth ... That They Are Not Ashamed To Sin, And Yet Are Ashamed To Repent; Not Ashamed Of The Action For Which They Ought Justly To Be Esteemed Fools, But Are Ashamed Of The Returning, Which Only Can Make Them Be Esteemed Wise Men.

Wealth, Howsoever Got, In England Makes Lords Of Mechanics, Gentlemen Of Rakes; Antiquity And Birth Are Needless Here; 'tis Impudence And Money Makes A Peer.

Call Upon Me In The Day Of Trouble, And I Will Deliver, And Thou Shalt Glorify Me...wait On The Lord, And Be Of Good Cheer, And He Shall Strengthen Thy Heart; Wait, I Say, On The Lord:' It Is Impossible To Express The Comfort This Gave Me. In Answer, I Thankfully Laid Down The Book, And Was No More Sad, At Least, Not On That Occasion.

And I Add This Part Here, To Hint To Whoever Shall Read It, That Whenever They Come To A True Sense Of Things, They Will Find Deliverance From Sin A Much Greater Blessing Than Deliverance From Affliction.

All Men Would Be Tyrants If They Could.