Snowy Winter, A Plentiful Harvest.

I Believe ... That The Soul Of Man Is Immortal And Will Be Treated With Justice In Another Life, Respecting Its Conduct In This.

Savages We Call Them, Because Their Manners Differ From Ours, Which We Think The Perfection Of Civility; They Think The Same Of Theirs.

Pardoning The Bad, Is Injuring The Good.

Hot Things, Sharp Things, Sweet Things, Cold Things All Rot The Teeth, And Make Them Look Like Old Things.

Nothing Is More Important For The Public Wealth Than To Form And Train Youth In Wisdom And Virtue. Only A Virtuous People Are Capable Of Freedom.