Tired Of Myself Longing For What I

Tis A Barbarous Temper, And A Sign Of A Very Ill Nature, To Take Delight In Shocking Any One: And, On The Contrary, It Is The Mark Of An Amiable And A Beneficent Temper, To Say All The Kind Things One Can, Without Flattery Or Playing The Hypocrite,--and What Never Fails Of Procuring The Love And Esteem Of Every One; Which, Next To Doing Good To A Deserving Object Who Wants It, Is One Of The Greatest Pleasures Of This Life.

The Grace That Makes Every Grace Amiable Is Humility.

What We Look Upon As Our Greatest Unhappiness In A Difficulty We Are Involved In, May Possibly Be The Evil Hastening To Its Crisis, And Happy Days May Ensue.

It Is But Shaping The Bribe To The Taste, And Every One Has His Price.

Of What Violences, Murders, Depredations, Have Not The Epic Poets, From All Antiquity, Been The Occasion, By Propagating False Honor, False Glory, And False Religion?