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Distance Of Time And Place Do Really Cure What They Seem To Aggravate; And Taking Leave Of Our Friends Resembles Taking Leave Of The World, Concerning Which It Hath Been Often Said, That It Is Not Death But Dying Which Is Terrible.

Where The Law Ends Tyranny Begins.

I Describe Not Men, But Manners; Not An Individual, But A Species.

For I Hope My Friends Will Pardon Me, When I Declare, I Know None Of Them Without A Fault; And I Should Be Sorry If I Could Imagine, I Had Any Friend Who Could Not See Mine. Forgiveness, Of This Kind, We Give And Demand In Turn.

I Look Upon The Vulgar Observation, 'that The Devil Often Deserts His Friends, And Leaves Them In The Lurch,' To Be A Great Abuse On That Gentleman's Character. Perhaps He May Sometimes Desert Those Who Are Only His Cup Acquaintance; Or Who, At Most, Are But Half His; But He Generally Stands By Those Who Are Thoroughly His Servants, And Helps Them Off In All Extremities, Till Their Bargain Expires.