In A Discreet Man's Mouth, A Public

The Good Particular Men May Do Separately, In Relieving The Sick, Is Small, Compared With What They May Do Collectively.

You Will See In This My Notion Of Good Works, That I Am Far From Expecting To Merit Heaven By Them. By Heaven We Understand A State Of Happiness, Infinite In Degree, And Eternal In Duration. I Can Do Nothing To Deserve Such Rewards... Even The Mixed Imperfect Pleasures We Enjoy In This World, Are Rather From God's Goodness Than Our Merit, How Much More Such Happiness Of Heaven!

The Doors Of Wisdom Are Never Shut.

Hunger Never Saw Bad Bread.

Cunning Proceeds From Want Of Capacity.