Say Not You Know Another Entirely Till

Avoid The Eye That Discovers With Rapidity The Bad, And Is Slow To See The Good.

Trust Him Not With Your Secrets, Who, When Left Alone In Your Room, Turns Over Your Papers.

Conscience Is The Sentinel Of Virtue.

Who Affects Useless Singularities Has Surely A Little Mind.

He Who, In Questions Of Right, Virtue, Or Duty, Sets Himself Above All Ridicule, Is Truly Great, And Shall Laugh In The End With Truer Mirth Than Ever He Was Laughed At.