Gray Hairs Seem To My Fancy Like

I Would Rather Dwell In The Dim Fog Of Superstition Than In Air Rarefied To Nothing By The Air-pump Of Unbelief-in Which The Panting Breast Expires, Vainly And Convulsively Gasping For Breath.

It Is Easier And Handier For Men To Flatter Than To Praise.

It Is Simpler And Easier To Flatter People Than To Praise Them.

Like The Greatest Virtue And The Worst Dogs, The Fiercest Hatred Is Silent.

See, Indeed, That Your Daughter Is Thoroughly Grounded And Experienced In Household Duties; But Take Care, Through Religion And Poetry, To Keep Her Heart Open To Heaven.