Never Trust Your Tongue When Your Heart

A Lexicographer, A Writer Of Dictionaries, A Harmless Drudge.

God Himself, Sir, Does Not Propose To Judge A Man Until His Life Is Over. Why Should You And I?

None Of The Projects Or Designs Which Exercise The Mind Of Man Are Equally Subject To Obstructions And Disappointments With The Pursuit Of Fame.

When A Friend Is Carried To His Grave, We At Once Find Excuses For Every Weakness, And Palliation Of Every Fault. We Recollect A Thousand Endearments, Which Before Glided Off Our Minds Without Impression, A Thousand Favors Unrepaid, A Thousand Duties Unperformed; And Wish, Vainly Wish, For His Return, Not So Much That We May Receive As That We May Bestow Happiness, And Recompense That Kindness Which Before We Never Understood.

Of The Blessings Set Before You Make Your Choice, And Be Content.