Law Is But A Heathen

No Man Commits Evil For The Sake Of It; Even The Devil Himself Has Some Farther Design In Sinning, Than Barely The Wicked Part Of It.

Wealth, Howsoever Got, In England Makes Lords Of Mechanics, Gentlemen Of Rakes; Antiquity And Birth Are Needless Here; 'tis Impudence And Money Makes A Peer.

What Are The Sorrows Of Other Men To Us, And What Their Joy?

Redemption From Sin Is Greater Then Redemption From Affliction.

A Woman Well Bred And Well Taught, Furnished With The Additional Accomplishments Of Knowledge And Behaviour, Is A Creature Without Comparison. Her Society Is The Emblem Of Sublimer Enjoyments, Her Person Is Angelic, And Her Conversation Heavenly. She Is All Softness And Sweetness, Peace, Love, Wit, And Delight. She Is Every Way Suitable To The Sublimest Wish, And The Man That Has Such A One To His Portion, Has Nothing To Do But To Rejoice In Her, And Be Thankful.