We Cannot Go To Heaven In Featherbeds.

In Utopia, Where Every Man Has A Right To Everything, They All Know That If Care Is Taken To Keep The Public Stores Full, No Private Man Can Want Anything; For Among Them There Is No Unequal Distribution, So That No Man Is Poor, None In Necessity; And Though No Man Has Anything, Yet They Are All Rich; For What Can Make A Man So Rich As To Lead A Serene And Cheerful Life, Free From Anxieties.

And One Wild Shakespeare, Following Nature's Lights, Is Worth Whole Planets, Filled With Stagyrites.

It Is Naturally Given To All Men To Esteem Their Own Inventions Best.

They Have No Lawyers Among Them, For They Consider Them As A Sort Of People Whose Profession It Is To Disguise Matters.

Friendship Demands Attention.