People Of Substance May Sin Without Being

If Laying Aside All Worldly Greatness And Vain-glory, I Should Be Ask'd Where I Thought It Was Most Probable That Men Might Enjoy True Happiness, I Would Prefer A Small Peaceable Society, In Which Men, Neither Envy'd Nor Esteem'd By Neighbours, Should Be Contented To Live Upon The Natural Product Of The Spot They Inhabit, To A Vast Multitude Abounding In Wealth And Power, That Should Always Be Conquering Others By Their Arms Abroad, And Debauching Themselves By Foreign Luxury At Home.

Because Impudence Is A Vice, It Does Not Follow That Modesty Is A Virtue; It Is Built Upon Shame, A Passion In Our Nature, And May Be Either Good Or Bad According To The Actions Performed From That Motive.

Those Who Get Their Living By Their Daily Labor . . . Have Nothing To Stir Them Up To Be Serviceable But Their Wants Which It Is A Prudence To Relieve, But Folly To Cure.

There Is No Intrinsic Worth In Money But What Is Alterable With The Times, And Whether A Guinea Goes For Twenty Pounds Or For A Shilling, It Is The Labor Of The Poor And Not The High And Low Value That Is Set On Gold Or Silver, Which All The Comforts Of Life Must Arise From.

There Are Many Examples Of Women That Have Excelled In Learning, And Even In War, But This Is No Reason We Should Bring Em All Up To Latin And Greek Or Else Military Discipline, Instead Of Needle-work And Housewifery.