A Mediocre Mind Thinks It Writes Divinely;

A Long Disease Seems To Be A Halting Place Between Life And Death, That Death Itself May Be A Comfort To Those Who Die And To Those Who Are Left Behind.

We Never Deceive For A Good Purpose: Knavery Adds Malice To Falsehood.

The Same Principle Leads Us To Neglect A Man Of Merit That Induces Us To Admire A Fool. [fr., Du Meme Fonds Dont On Neglige Un Homme De Merite L'on Sait Encore Admirer Un Sot.]

False Modesty Is The Refinement Of Vanity. It Is A Lie.

Days, Months, Years Fly Away, And Irrecoverably Sink In The Abyss Of Time.