If I Had More Time, I Would

The Evil Implanted In Man By Nature Spreads So Imperceptibly, When The Habit Of Wrong-doing Is Unchecked, That He Himself Can Set No Limit To His Shamelessness.

Rashness Is The Companion Of Youth, Prudence Of Old Age.

Any Man Can Make A Mistake; Only A Fool Keeps Making The Same One.

Times Are Bad. Children No Longer Obey Their Parents, And Everyone Is Writing A Book.

Just What Is The Civil Law? What Neither Influence Can Affect, Nor Power Break, Nor Money Corrupt: Were It To Be Suppressed Or Even Merely Ignored Or Inadequately Observed, No One Would Feel Safe About Anything, Whether His Own Possessions, The Inheritance He Expects From His Father, Or The Bequests He Makes To His Children.