Honour Sinks Where Commerce Long Prevails.

What Is Genius Or Courage Without A Heart?

The Volume Of Nature Is The Book Of Knowledge.

We Are All Sure Of Two Things, At Least; We Shall Suffer And We Shall All Die.

Man Wants But Little Here Below, Nor Wants That Little Long.

The Company Of Fools May First Make Us Smile, But In The End We Always Feel Melancholy.