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Pity, Though It May Often Relieve, Is But, At Best, A Short-lived Passion, And Seldom Affords Distress More Than Transitory Assistance; With Some It Scarce Lasts From The First Impulse Till The Hand Can Be Put Into The Pocket.

All The Sciences Are, In Some Measure, Linked With Each Other, And Before The One Is Ended, The Other Begins.

When We Take A Slight Survey Of The Surface Of Our Globe A Thousand Objects Offer Themselves Which, Though Long Known, Yet Still Demand Our Curiosity.

Paltry Affectation, Strained Allusions, And Disgusting Finery Are Easily Attained By Those Who Choose To Wear Them; They Are But Too Frequently The Badges Of Ignorance Or Of Stupidity, Whenever It Would Endeavor To Please.

If We Look Round The World, There Seem To Be Not Above Six Distinct Varieties In The Human Species, Each Of Which Is Strongly Marked, And Speaks The Kind Seldom To Have Mixed With Any Other. But There Is Nothing In The Shape, Nothing In The Faculties, That Shows Their Coming From Different Originals; And The Varieties Of Climate, Of Nourishment, And Custom, Are Sufficient To Produce Every Change.