Riches Are Of No Value In Themselves;

About Things On Which The Public Thinks Long It Commonly Attains To Think Right.

Pleasure Is Very Seldom Found Where It Is Sought; Our Brightest Blazes Of Gladness Are Commonly Kindled By Unexpected Sparks.

This Mournful Truth Is Everywhere Confessed, Slow Rises Worth By Poverty Depressed.

I Love The Acquaintance Of Young People; Because, In The First Place, I Do Not Like To Think Myself Growing Old. In The Next Place, Young Acquaintances Must Last Longest, If They Do Last; And Then, Sir, Young Men Have More Virtue Than Old Men; They Have More Generous Sentiments In Every Respect.

A Man Guilty Of Poverty Easily Believes Himself Suspected.