Men Honor Property Above All Else; It

When Good Men Die Their Goodness Does Not Perish.

The Worst, The Least Curable Hatred Is That Which Has Superseded Deep Love.

For With Slight Efforts How Should We Obtain Great Results? It Is Foolish Even To Desire It.

When Roused To Rage The Maddening Populace Storms, Their Fury, Like A Rolling Flame, Bursts Forth Unquenchable; But Give Its Violence Ways, It Spends Itself, And As Its Force Abates, Learns To Obey And Yields It To Your Will.

This Is Slavery, Not To Speak One's Thought.