Wine Is A Turncoat; First A Friend

Great Vices Are The Proper Objects Of Our Detestation, Smaller Faults Of Our Pity, But Affectation Appears To Be The Only True Source Of The Ridiculous.

Some Folks Rail Against Other Folks, Because Other Folks Have What Some Folks Would Be Glad Of.

We Endeavor To Conceal Our Vices Under The Disguise Of The Opposite Virtues.

It Is An Error Common To Many To Take The Character Of Mankind From The Worst And Basest Amongst Them; Whereas, As An Excellent Writer Has Observed, Nothing Should Be Esteemed As Characteristical, Of A Species But What Is To Be Found Amongst The Best And The Most Perfect Individuals Of That Species.

There Are Persons Of That General Philanthropy And Easy Tempers, Which The World In Contempt Generally Calls Good-natured, Who Seem To Be Sent Into The World With The Same Design With Which Men Put Little Fish Into A Pike Pond, In Order Only To Be Devoured By That Voracious Water-hero.