In The Long-run The Workman May Be

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.

The Mob, When They Are Gazing At A Dancer On The Slack Rope, Naturally Writhe And Twist And Balance Their Own Bodies, As They See Him Do.

Every Man Is Rich Or Poor According To The Degree In Which He Can Afford To Enjoy The Necessaries, Conveniences, And Amusements Of Human Life.

In Every Part Of The Universe We Observe Means Adjusted With The Nicest Artifice To The Ends Which They Are Intended To Produce; And In The Mechanism Of A Plant, Or Animal Body, Admire How Every Thing Is Contrived For Advancing The Two Great Purposes Of Nature, The Support Of The Individual, And The Propagation Of The Species.

We Are But One Of The Multitude, In No Respect Better Than Any Other In It.