Much Virtue In Herbs, Little In Men.

Proclaim Not All Thou Knowest, All Thou Knowest, All Thou Hast, Nor All Thou Cans't.

Slavery Is Such An Atrocious Debasement Of Human Nature, That Its Very Extirpation, If Not Performed With Solicitous Care, May Sometimes Open A Source Of Serious Evils.

I Have Thought That Wild Flowers Might Be The Alphabet Of Angels, — Whereby They Write On Hills And Fields Mysterious Truths, Which It Is Not Given Our Fallen Nature To Understand.

As We Must Account For Every Idle Word, So Must We Account For Every Idle Silence.

Those Have A Short Lent Who Owe Money To Be Paid At Easter.