Ten Censure Wrong For One Who Writes

Sickness Is A Sort Of Early Old Age; It Teaches Us A Diffidence In Our Earthly State.

Cursed Be The Verse, How Well So E'er It Flow, That Tends To Make One Worthy Man My Foe.

Fools Admire, But Men Of Sense Approve.

There Is Nothing That Is Meritorious But Virtue And Friendship.

I Was Not Born For Courts And Great Affairs, But I Pay My Debts, Believe And Say My Prayers.