There Is No Book So Bad...that It

A Knowledge Of Thyself Will Preserve Thee From Vanity.

Those Two Fatal Words, Mine And Thine.

Laws That Only Threaten, And Are Not Kept, Become Like The Log That Was Given To The Frogs To Be Their King, Which They Feared At First, But Soon Scorned And Trampled On.

I Do Not Believe That The Good Lord Plays Dice.

Historians Ought To Be Precise, Faithful, And Unprejudiced; And Neither Interest Nor Fear, Hatred Nor Affection, Should Make Them Swerve From The Way Of Truth.