Heat And Animosity, Contest And Conflict, May

A Little Praise Is Good For A Shy Temper; It Teaches It To Rely On The Kindness Of Others.

To My Ninth Decade I Have Totter'd On, And No Soft Arm Bends Now My Steps To Steady; She, Who Once Led Me Where She Would, Is Gone, So When He Calls Me, Death Shall Find Me Ready.

Everything That Looks To The Future Elevates Human Nature.

True Wit, To Every Man, Is That Which Falls On Another.

I Would Recommend A Free Commerce Both Of Matter And Mind. I Would Let Men Enter Their Own Churches With The Same Freedom As Their Own Houses; And I Would Do It Without A Homily Or Graciousness Or Favor, For Tyranny Itself Is To Me A Word Less Odious Than Toleration.