Truth is not only a man’s ornament but his instrument; it is the great man’s glory, and the poor man’s stock: a man’s truth is his livelihood, his recommendation, his letters of credit.
Those who live not by law would be justified by Custom: but, as common practice is the worst teacher that ever was, so the truth and goodness of things is not to be estimated by the entertainment and acceptance they find in the world.
Ah! when in the immortal ranks enlisted, I sometimes wonder if we shall not find That not by deeds, but by what we’ve resisted, Our places are assigned.
