And Little Eagles Wave Their Wings In

To Him No High, No Low, No Great, No Small; He Fills, He Bounds, Connects And Equals All!

Ask You What Provocation I Have Had? The Strong Antipathy Of Good To Bad.

What Is It To Be Wise? 'tis But To Know How Little Can Be Known, To See All Others' Faults, And Feel Our Own.

Two Women Seldom Grow Intimate But At The Expense Of A Third Person; They Make Friendships As Kings Of Old Made Leagues, Who Sacrificed Some Poor Animal Betwixt Them, And Commenced Strict Allies; So The Ladies, After They Have Pulled Some Character To Pieces, Are From Henceforth Inviolable Friends.

He Knows To Live Who Keeps The Middle State, And Neither Leans On This Side Nor On That.