Turn, gentle Hermit of the Dale, And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray.
Like the bee, we should make our industry our amusement.
Fortune is ever seen accompanying industry.
To aim at excellence, our reputation, and friends, and all must be ventured; to aim at the average we run no risk and provide little service.
Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
He makes a very handsome corpse and becomes his coffin prodigiously.
Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe, That found’st me poor at first, and keep’st me so.
The nakedness of the indigent world may be clothed from the trimmings of the vain.
Surely the best way to meet the enemy is head on in the field and not wait till they plunder our very homes.
Both wit and understanding are trifles without integrity.
Crime generally punishes itself.
A book may be very amusing with numerous errors, or it may be very dull without a single absurdity.
Fear guides more than gratitude.
We had no revolutions to fear, nor fatigues to undergo; all our adventures were by the fireside, and all our migrations from the blue bed to the brown.
Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace the day’s disasters in his morning face.
The very pink of perfection.
If frugality were established in the state, and if our expenses were laid out to meet needs rather than superfluities of life, there might be fewer wants, and even fewer pleasures, but infinitely more happiness.
Vain, very vain is my search to find; that happiness which only centers in the mind.
Good counsel rejected returns to enrich the givers bosom.
Death when unmasked shows us a friendly face and is a terror only at a distance.