I Inherited A Vile Melancholy From My

A Man Seldom Thinks With More Earnestness Of Anything Than He Does Of His Dinner.

The Coquette Has Companions, Indeed, But No Lovers,--for Love Is Respectful And Timorous; And Where Among Her Followers Will She Find A Husband?

No Member Of A Society Has A Right To Teach Any Doctrine Contrary To What The Society Holds To Be True.

Piety Practiced In Solitude, Like The Flower That Blooms In The Desert, May Give Its Fragrance To The Winds Of Heaven, And Delight Those Unbodied Spirits That Survey The Works Of God And The Actions Of Men; But It Bestows No Assistance Upon Earthly Beings, And However Free From Taints Of Impurity, Yet Wants The Sacred Splendor Of Beneficence.

Gloomy Calm Of Idle Vacancy.