Beauty, Without Kindness, Dies Unenjoyed And Undelighting.

Stand Firm For Your Country, And Become A Man Honour'd And Lov'd: It Were A Noble Life, To Be Found Dead, Embracing Her.

Luncheon: As Much Food As One's Hand Can Hold.

Philosophy Has Often Attempted To Repress Insolence By Asserting That All Conditions Are Leveled By Death; A Position Which, However It May Defect The Happy, Will Seldom Afford Much Comfort To The Wretched.

See Nations Slowly Wise, And Meanly Just, To Buried Merit Raise The Tardy Bust.

What We Hope Ever To Do With Ease, We Must Learn First To Do With Diligence.