Out Of Nothing Can Come, And Nothing

Each Man Has His Own Desires; All Do Not Possess The Same Inclinations.

Retire Within Thyself, And Thou Will Discover How Small A Stock Is There. [lat., Tecum Habita, Et Noris Quam Sit Tibi Curta Supellex.]

He Conquers Who Endures.

Things Fit Only To Give Weight To Smoke.

Please Not Thyself The Flattering Crowd To Hear; 'tis Fulsome Stuff, To Please Thy Itching Ear. Survey Thy Soul, Not What Thou Does Appear, But What Thou Art.