There Can Be No Friendship Where There

A Vain Man Is A Nauseous Creature: He Is So Full Of Himself That He Has No Room For Anything Else, Be It Never So Good Or Deserving.

The Country Life Is To Be Preferred, For There We See The Works Of God; But In Cities Little Else But The Works Of Men. And The One Makes A Better Subject For Contemplation Than The Other.

Love Grows, Lust Wastes By Enjoyment.

If Thou Wouldst Conquer Thy Weakness, Thou Must Never Gratify It. No Man Is Compelled To Evil: His Consent Only Makes It His. It Is No Sin To Be Tempted, But To Be Overcome.

Inquire Often, But Judge Rarely, And Thou Wilt Not Often Be Mistaken.