How Many Would Die Did Not Hope

Time Is Like A Ship Which Never Anchors; While I Am On Board, I Had Better Do Those Things That May Profit Me At My Landing, Than Practice Such As Shall Cause My Commitment When I Come Ashore.

I Love The Man That Is Modestly Valiant; That Stirs Not Till He Most Needs, And Then To Purpose. A Continued Patience I Commend Not.

Knowledge Is The Treasure Of The Mind, But Discretion Is The Key To It, Without Which It Is Useless. The Practical Part Of Wisdom Is The Best.

Fear, If It Be Not Immoderate, Puts A Guard About Us That Does Watch And Defend Us; But Credulity Keeps Us Naked, And Lays Us Open To All The Sly Assaults Of Ill-intending Men: It Was A Virtue When Man Was In His Innocence; But Since His Fall, It Abuses Those That Own It.

Negligence Is The Rust Of The Soul That Corrodes Through All Her Best Resolves.