I once asked a hermit in Italy how he could venture to live alone, in a single cottage, on the top of a mountain, a mile from any habitation? He replied, that Providence was his next-door neighbor. – Laurence Sterne
So long as a man rides his Hobby-Horse peaceably and quietly along the Kings highway, and neither compels you or me to get up behind him — pray, Sir, what have either you or I to do with it? – Laurence Sterne