Bad Men Hate Sin Through Fear Of

Virture Offers The Only Path In This Life That Leads To Tranquility.

The Brief Span Of Our Poor Unhappy Life To Its Final Hour Is Hastening On; And While We Drink And Call For Gay Wreaths, Perfumes, And Young Girls, Old Age Creeps Upon Us, Unperceived.

Let Me Moderate Our Sorrows. The Grief Of A Man Should Not Exceed Proper Bounds, But Be In Proportion To The Blow He Has Received. [lat., Ponamus Nimios Gemitus: Flagrantior Aequo Non Debet Dolor Esse Viri, Nec Vulnere Major.]

We Are Too Quick To Imitate Depraved Examples.

A Sound Mind In A Sound Body Is A Thing To Be Prayed For.