The Man Recovered Of The Bite, The

Fear Guides More To Their Duty Than Gratitude; For One Man Who Is Virtuous From The Love Of Virtue, From The Obligation He Thinks He Lies Under To The Giver Of All, There Are Ten Thousand Who Are Good Only From Their Apprehension Of Punishment.

Ill Fares The Land, To Hastening Ills A Prey, Where Wealth Accumulates, And Men Decay.

Where Wealth Accumulates, Men Decay.

Like The Tiger, That Seldom Desists From Pursuing Man After Having Once Preyed Upon Human Flesh, The Reader Who Has Once Gratified His Appetite With Calumny Makes Ever After The Most Agreeable Feast Upon Murdered Reputations!

I Do Not Love A Man Who Is Zealous For Nothing.