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Every Man Has A Lurking Wish To Appear Considerable In His Native Place.

No Money Is Better Spent Than What Is Laid Out For Domestic Satisfaction.

Censure Is Willingly Indulged, Because It Always Implies Some Superiority: Men Please Themselves With Imagining That They Have Made A Deeper Search, Or Wider Survey Than Others, And Detected Faults And Follies Which Escape Vulgar Observation.

The Wretched Have No Compassion, They Can Do Good Only From Strong Principles Of Duty.

I Hope I Shall Never Be Deterred From Detecting What I Think A Cheat, By The Menaces Of A Ruffian.