Marriage Has Many Pains, But Celibacy Has

Nothing Concentrates One's Mind So Much As The Realization That One Is Going To Be Hanged In The Morning!

For Who Is Pleased With Himself.

Faults And Defects Every Work Of Man Must Have.

There Is Certainly No Greater Happiness Than To Be Able To Look Back On A Life Usefully And Virtuously Employed, To Trace Our Own Progress In Existence, By Such Tokens As Excite Neither Shame Nor Sorrow.

Every Desire Is A Viper In The Bosom, Who While He Was Chill Was Harmless; But When Warmth Gave Him Strength, Exerted It In Poison.