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The Mind Is Exercised By The Variety And Multiplicity Of The Subject Matter, While The Character Is Moulded By The Contemplation Of Virtue And Vice.

Ambition Is A Vice, But It May Be The Father Of Virtue.

Though Ambition May Be A Fault In Itself, It Is Often The Mother Of Virtues.

Our Minds Are Like Our Stomaches; They Are Whetted By The Change Of Their Food, And Variety Supplies Both With Fresh Appetite.

Although Virtue Receives Some Of Its Excellencies From Nature, Yet It Is Perfected By Education. [lat., Virtus, Etiamsi Quosdam Impetus A Natura Sumit, Tamen Perficienda Doctrina Est.]