Talent Should Minister To Genius.

Boot, Saddle, To Horse, And Away!

Though Rome's Gross Yoke Drops Off, No More To Be Endured, Her Teaching Is Not So Obscured By Errors And Perversities, That No Truth Shines Athwart The Lies.

Generations Pass While Some Tree Stands, And Old Families Last Not Three Oaks.

No Work Begun Shall Ever Pause For Death.

It's Wiser Being Good Than Bad; It's Safer Being Meek Than Fierce: It's Fitter Being Sane Than Mad.