The Doors Of Wisdom Are Never Shut.

I Say It Is Impossible That So Sensible A People [citizens Of Paris], Under Such Circumstances, Should Have Lived So Long By The Smoky, Unwholesome, And Enormously Expensive Light Of Candles, If They Had Really Known That They Might Have Had As Much Pure Light Of The Sun For Nothing.

He That Raises A Large Family Does, Indeed, While He Lives To Observe Them, Stand A Broader Mark For Sorrow; But Then He Stands A Broader Mark For Pleasure Too.

Innocence Is Its Own Defense.

I Was Surprised To Find Myself So Much Fuller Of Faults Than I Had Imagined, But I Had The Satisfaction Of Seeing Them Diminish.

He That Drinks His Cyder Alone, Let Him Catch His Horse Alone.