All Nature Wears One Universal Grin.

Conscience - The Only Incorruptible Thing About Us.

The Blackest Ink Of Fate Are Sure My Lot, And When Fate Writ My Name It Made A Blot.

Custom May Lead A Man Into Many Errors; But It Justifies None.

Love And Scandal Are The Best Sweeteners Of Tea.

Prudence Is A Duty Which We Owe Ourselves, And If We Will Be So Much Our Own Enemies As To Neglect It, We Are Not To Wonder If The World Is Deficient In Discharging Their Duty To Us; For When A Man Lays The Foundation Of His Own Ruin, Others Too Often Are Apt To Build Upon It.