Reckless Youth Makes Rueful Age.

An Apple A Day Keeps The Doctor Away.

Where Liberty Is, There Is My Country.

There Never Was A Good Knife Made Of Bad Steel.

I Therefore Beg Leave To Move That Henceforth Prayers Imploring The Assistance Of Heaven, And Its Blessing On Our Deliberations, Be Held In This Assembly Every Morning.

In Reality, There Is, Perhaps, No One Of Our Natural Passions So Hard To Subdue As Pride. Disguise It, Struggle With It, Beat It Down, Stifle It, Mortify It As Much As One Pleases, It Is Still Alive, And Will Every Now And Then Peep Out And Show Itself; You Will See It, Perhaps, Often In This History; For, Even If I Could Conceive That I Had Completely Overcome It, I Should Probably Be Proud Of My Humility.