The prudence of the best heads is often defeated by tenderness of the best hearts.

The prudence of the best heads is often defeated by the tenderness of the best hearts.

The world have payed too great a compliment to critics, and have imagined them men of much greater profundity than they really are.

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.

Can any man have a higher notion of the rule of right and the eternal fitness of things?

Yes, I had two strings to my bow; both golden ones, egad! and both cracked.