The Public Have Neither Shame Or Gratitude.

Books Wind Into The Heart.

Literature, Like Nobility, Runs In The Blood.

Good Temper Is An Estate For Life.

The Multitude Who Require To Be Led, Still Hate Their Leaders.

Our Energy Is In Proportion To The Resistance It Meets. We Attempt Nothing Great But From A Sense Of The Difficulties We Have To Encounter, We Persevere In Nothing Great But From A Pride In Overcoming Them.