It Is Fortune, Not Wisdom, That Rules

There Is A Certain Virtue In Every Good Man, Which Night And Day Stirs Up The Mind With The Stimulus Of Glory, And Reminds It That All Mention Of Our Name Will Not Cease At The Same Time With Our Lives, But That Our Fame Will Endure To All Posterity.

Care Must Be Taken That The Punishment Does Not Exceed The Offence.

It Was Fear That Was Then Making You A Good Citizen, Which Is Never A Lasting Teacher Of Duty.

We Make Allowance For Necessity.

The Man Who Backbites An Absent Friend, Nay, Who Does Not Stand Up For Him When Another Blames Him, The Man Who Angles For Bursts Of Laughter And For The Repute Of A Wit, Who Can Invent What He Never Saw, Who Cannot Keep A Secret -- That Man Is Black At Heart: Mark And Avoid Him.