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Genuine Religion Is Not So Much A Matter Of Feeling As A Matter Of Principle.

What Nature Wants, Commodious Gold Bestows; 'tis Thus We Cut The Bread Another Sows.

No Writing Is Good That Does Not Tend To Better Mankind In Some Way Or Other.

The Worst Of Madmen Is A Saint Run Mad.

Not Always Actions Show The Man; We Find Who Does A Kindness Is Not Therefore Kind.