We May Think All Religions

It Would Be Difficult To Determine Whether The Age Is Growing Better Or Worse; For I Think Our Plays Are Growing Like Sermons, And Our Sermons Like Plays.

Society Than Solitude Is Worse, And Man To Man Is Still The Greatest Curse.

We May Think All Religions Beneficial, And Believe Of One Alone That It Is True.

Time Deals Gently With Me; And Though I Feel That I Descend, The Slope Is Easy.

The Awakenings Of Remorse, Virtuous Shame And Indignation, The Glow Of Moral Approbation If They Do Not Lead To Action, Grow Less And Less Vivid Every Time They Occur, Till At Length The Mind Grows Absolutely Callous.