Pleasures Bring Effeminacy, And Effeminacy Foreruns Ruin;

Sin Is A Basilisk Whose Eyes Are Full Of Venom. If The Eye Of Thy Soul See Her First, It Reflects Her Own Poison And Kills Her; If She See Thy Soul, Unseen, Or Seen Too Late, With Her Poison, She Kills Thee: Since Therefore Thou Canst Not Escape Thy Sin, Let Not Thy Sin Escape Thy Observation.

To Fear Death Is The Way To Live Long; To Lie Afraid Of Death Is To Be Long A Dying.

No Man Is Born Unto Himself Alone; Who Lives Unto Himself, He Lives To None.

Of All The Difficulties In A State, The Temper Of A True Government Most Felicifies And Perpetuates It; Too Sudden Alterations Distemper It. Had Nero Tuned His Kingdom As He Did His Harp, His Harmony Had Been More Honorable, And His Reign More Prosperous.

If Thou Desire Not To Be Poor, Desire Not To Be Too Rich. He Is Rich, Not That Possesses Much, But He That Covets No More; And He Is Poor, Not That Enjoys Little, But He That Wants Too Much. The Contented Mind Wants Nothing Which It Hath Not; The Covetous Mind Wants, Not Only What It Hath Not, But Likewise What It Hath.