Neither Great Poverty Nor Great Riches Will

O Vanity, How Little Is Thy Force Acknowledged Or Thy Operations Discerned! How Wantonly Dost Thou Deceive Mankind Under Different Disguises! Sometimes Thou Dost Wear The Face Of Pity; Sometimes Of Generosity; Nay, Thou Hast The Assurance To Put On Those Glorious Ornaments Which Belong Only To Heroic Virtue.

Make Money Your God, And It Will Plague You Like The Devil.

Thirst Teaches All Animals To Drink, But Drunkenness Belongs Only To Man.

It Hath Been Often Said, That It Is Not Death, But Dying, Which Is Terrible.

Heroes, Notwithstanding The High Ideas Which, By The Means Of Flatterers, They May Entertain Of Themselves, Or The World May Conceive Of Them, Have Certainly More Of Mortal Than Divine About Them.