He That Departs With His Own Honesty

Success Hath Made Me Wanton.

It Is Less Dishonor To Hear Imperfectly Than To Speak Imperfectly. The Ears Are Excused; The Understanding Is Not.

Who Falls For Love Of God, Shall Rise A Star.

Silence In Woman Is Like Speech In Man.

I Have No Urns, No Dusty Monuments; No Broken Images Of Ancestors, Wanting An Ear, Or Nose; No Forged Tales Of Long Descents, To Boast False Honors From.