In Public, As Well As In Private

When We Have Read A Book Or Poem So Often That We Can No Longer Find Any Amusement In Reading It By Ourselves, We Can Still Take Pleasure In Reading It To A Companion. To Him It Has All The Graces Of Novelty.

It Is Unjust That The Whole Of Society Should Contribute Towards An Expence Of Which The Benefit Is Confined To A Part Of The Society.

The Game Women Play Is Men.

The Man Who Barely Abstains From Violating Either The Person, Or The Estate, Or The Reputation Of His Neighbours, Has Surely Very Little Positive Merit. He Fulfils, However, All The Rules Of What Is Peculiarly Called Justice, And Does Every Thing Which His Equals Can With Propriety Force Him To Do, Or Which They Can Punish Him For Not Doing. We May Often Fulfil All The Rules Of Justice By Sitting Still And Doing Nothing.

As We Have No Immediate Experience Of What Other Men Feel, We Can Form No Idea Of The Manner In Which They Are Affected, But By Conceiving What We Ourselves Should Feel In The Like Situation.