Friendship May Sometimes Step A Few Paces

Life Is But Sighs; And, When They Cease, 'tis Over.

The Present, Like A Note In Music, Is Nothing But As It Appertains To What Is Past And What Is To Come.

Two Evils, Of Almost Equal Weight, May Befall The Man Of Erudition; Never To Be Listened To, And To Be Listened To Always.

Ridicule Has Followed The Vestiges Of Truth, But Never Usurped Her Place.

I Never Did A Single Wise Thing In The Whole Course Of My Existence, Although I Have Written Many Which Have Been Thought So.