Cowardice Is The Mother Of Cruelty.

'tis The Sharpness Of Our Mind That Gives The Edge To Our Pains And Pleasures.

No Wind Serves Him Who Addresses His Voyage To No Certain Port.

T Is One And The Same Nature That Rolls On Her Course, And Whoever Has Sufficiently Considered The Present State Of Things Might Certainly Conclude As To Both The Future And The Past.

What Fear Has Once Made Me Will, I Am Bound Still To Will When Without Fear.

I May Indeed Very Well Happen To Contradict Myself; But Truth, As Demades Said, I Do Not Contradict.