Occupation: Novelist Birth: 1750 Death: March 13, 1824
Avarice is rarely the vice of youth..
Let us respect even error when it has its source in virtue..
Hope is slowly extinguished and quickly revived..
Society, that first of blessings, brings with it evils death only can cure..
How easy it is to be unknown!.
Benevolence, like religion, awes even those it cannot win..
How we are born to invent our own miseries!.
Can mortal prayers ensure immortal happiness?.