Enough Is Abundance To The Wise.

Our Lives ... Are But A Little While, So Let Them Run As Sweetly As You Can, And Give No Thought To Grief From Day To Day. For Time Is Not Concerned To Keep Our Hopes, But Hurries On Its Business, And Is Gone.

Who Cannot Open An Honest Mind No Friend Will He Be Of Mine.

Dishonor Will Not Trouble Me, Once I Am Dead.

In My Opinion, The Unjust Man Whose Tongue Is Full Of Glozing Rhetoric, Merits The Heaviest Punishment; Vaunting That He Can With His Tongue Gloze Over Injustice, He Dares To Act Wickedly, Yet He Is Not Over-wise.

We Look For Good On Earth And Cannot Recognize It When Met.