Did Not God Sometimes Withhold In Mercy

Genius Without Religion Is Only A Lamp On The Outer Gate Of A Palace; It May Serve To Cast A Gleam Of Light On Those That Are Without, While The Inhabitant Sits In Darkness.

My Plan Of Instruction Is Extremely Simple And Limited. They Learn, On Week-days, Such Coarse Works As May Fit Them For Servants. I Allow Of No Writing For The Poor. My Object Is Not To Make Fanatics, But To Train Up The Lower Classes In Habits Of Industry And Piety.

A Small Unkindness Is A Great Offence.

Imagination Frames Events Unknown, In Wild, Fantastic Shapes Of Hideous Ruin, And What It Fears Creates.

There Is Scarcely Any Fault In Another Which Offends Us More Than Vanity, Though Perhaps There Is None That Really Injures Us So Little.