The Hopes Of Zeal Are Not Wholly

Claret Is The Liquor For Boys; Port For Men; But He Who Aspires To Be A Hero Must Drink Brandy.

There Will Always Be A Part, And Always A Very Large Part Of Every Community, That Have No Care But For Themselves, And Whose Care For Themselves Reaches Little Further Than Impatience Of Immediate Pain, And Eagerness For The Nearest Good.

There Seems To Be A Strange Affectation In Authors Of Appearing To Have Done Everything By Chance.

Those Authors Are To Be Read At Schools That Supply Most Axioms Of Prudence.

Nay, Madam, When You Are Declaiming, Declaim; And When You Are Calculating, Calculate.