Sensibility Is The Power Of Woman.

The Cruelty Of The Effeminate Is More Dreadful Than That Or The Hardy.

Where There Is Much Pretension, Much Has Been Borrowed; Nature Never Pretends.

Who Knows Whence He Comes, Where He Is, And Whither He Tends, He, And He Alone, Is Wise.

Let None Turn Over Books, Or Roam The Stars In Quest Of God, Who Sees Him Not In Man.

If You Wish To Appear Agreeable In Society, You Must Consent To Be Taught Many Things Which You Already Know.