We May Be As Good As We

Chance Never Writ A Legible Book; Chance Never Built A Fair House; Chance Never Drew A Neat Picture; It Never Did Any Of These Things, Nor Ever Will; Nor Can It Be Without Absurdity Supposed Able To Do Them; Which Yet Are Works Very Gross And Rude, Very Easy And Feasible, As It Were, In Comparison To The Production Of A Flower Or A Tree.

Because Men Believe Not In Providence, Therefore They Do So Greedily Scrape And Hoard. They Do Not Believe In Any Reward For Charity, Therefore They Will Part With Nothing.

Slander Is A Complication, A Comprisal And Sum Of All Wickedness.

The Reading Of Books, What Is It But Conversing With The Wisest Men Of All Ages And All Countries.

The Fruits Of The Earth Do Not More Obviously Require Labor And Cultivation To Prepare Them For Our Use And Subsistence, Than Our Faculties Demand Instruction And Regulation In Order To Qualify Us To Become Upright And Valuable Members Of Society, Useful To Others, Or Happy Ourselves.