If I Wished To Punish My Enemy,

Small Habits Well Pursued Betimes May Reach The Dignity Of Crimes.

Pride Never Sleeps. The Principle At Least Is Always Awake. An Intemperate Man Is Sometimes Sober, But A Proud Man Is Never Humble.

Wisdom Views With An Indifferent Eye All Finite Joys, All Blessings Born To Die.

If I Wanted To Punish An Enemy, It Should Be By Fastening On Him The Trouble Of Constantly Hating Somebody.

The Ubiquity Of The Divine Presence Is The Only True Support, And I Am Sometimes Astonished How Persons, Who Evidently Do Not Possess That Grand Source Of Consolation, Keep Up Their Spirits Under Trials And Difficulties. It Must Be Owing To Careless Tempers And Nerves Of Brass.